The Wednesday morning before Memorial Day Weekend I opened my eyes to everything spinning. "No, no no!" I gasped as I covered my face with a pillow. I knew it was vertigo, or as in Portuguese, l abarintite, or labarinto en Español for any language-lovers out there. Never had I experienced vertigo, but I knew what it was, as my mother and grandmothers have had it. And I'll never forget the day I awoke with this condition since it coincided with a holiday, and several upcoming scheduled meet and greets for dogs in our care at that moment. -As of that 'Vertigo Wednesday,' our 6 foster puppies were 8 weeks old and ready to find their forever homes! -Mommy dog was still with us of course (although she had an adopter lined up thankfully). -And I had 3 or 4 other adult dogs in foster care with awesome fosters, so I was in the process of: photographing and listing pets for adoption on Petfinder.com, talking with and s...