Okay, that was a cat-nip hit! Eight little lives all now at their destinations. Mama Molly and her five pups (who alternated between sleeping and napping, all snuggled up), an adult cocker/lab mix named Rocky or BB, we weren't sure but he answered to both and he liked rubbing his cocker-ear on your hand to be petted. Another 4 month old pup named Savannah, who was just such a sweet thing, and who wanted my hand to chew the whole time. I drove down to Cranberry, NJ, met up with a fellow rescue buddy in the parking lot of Marriot Courtyard. We traded crates, walked the babies, gave water, put down towels so everyone had something comfy to sit on, and off I went. Then a few hours later, thanks to George Washington Bridge traffic, I met up with another rescue person in Elmsford NY, where the same routine happened. By the end of last night, the dogs were all where they needed to go. Everyone wanted to adopt Rocky/BB, but we all have too many pets as it is. 24 legs of transport organized by one angel of a person.
Mission accomplished. Eight little lights that will NOT go out due to apathy or neglect.