The Pound Puppies are growing like weeds. Every day they are plumper and heavier. Reba is such a devoted, loving mother. She lets me pick up the puppies to nuzzle but is always watchful and wary. I love the sounds they make, little whines and yips and curious grinding noises. I suspect the Pound Puppies will have their eyes open by Christmas. What a blessing to have them at this time. They always bring a smile to my face.