At around 6 I brought the pups back into the house. Diva, who normally curls up on the far side of the couch, scooted her body until she was on my lap, where she promptly went to sleep. She didn't want to move away, even when she seemed warm. Even my little wild man, Ryder, came up for a cuddle.
I felt bad for them. No walks or real play. Today I'm still "off", but I managed a walk in the dog park for the babies, and my brother and sister-in-law took the big girls for a short walk down the road. Maybe later I'll make another effort.