We took on four foster puppies with ringworm, which means you can't touch them without a hazmat suit. I've been really careful... scouring myself and the bathroom with bleach, only wearing certain shoes when I'm in the bathroom, petting them with gloves. But last night, the shelter people told me that I'm their Mom now, and need to show them affection. So this morning I got to hold them (behind the protection of long sleeves, long pants, and the ever present gloves). And it was awesome.
What would be even more awesome is if they would stop pooping. If I leave them alone for a few hours, it's everywhere. Good thing they're cute.
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