This is #ProjectNomad

There's an art to a middle-of-the-night, eighteen-puppy pit stop. Done right, it's almost poetic, a synchronicity of humans and dogs, pee pads and kibble, kennels and collars. Done right, you can knock off a pit stop in 30-40 minutes. Everyone gets fed. Everyone has a pee. Everyone gets a little fresh air, a little exercise, and goes back into their crate calm and content. Done right, it's ballet. But puppies are by definition chaotic, so it's never done right, not perfectly

Of all the things I imagined doing when I bought my truck, cradling a mama dog on the tailgate by the side of the highway while she nursed her pups was not among them. And yet, there I was, holding beautiful Emma while her ten newborn puppies clambered over each other to feed, somewhere in the middle of our 1800km drive from Prince Albert, Saskatchewan to Sidney, British Columbia. And while my rescue partner, Alexis, cleaned poop from the fur of our four older husky puppies,