This morning Joy and took the babies in the yard after their breakfast for a romp in the cool. The grass was wet from watering so it felt different to them and it was only about 55 degrees out but the sun was shining. Yesterday Auntie Leslie came up and she will be sending me great photos of pups. Several this morning did not want to be photographed! :) But ... this is what I captured.
The pups are running and romping well at this point. They are FAST! :)
I truly see the movement of their parents passed on, even in their young bodies. It is remarkable how many of them do not gallumph along but rather trot cleanly, coordinated and with intention. They have been practicing their agility and experimenting --- they walk around the stones on the small fire pit, crawl under the patio chairs, climb in and out the sliding door. They have hung around with the cats, kids, french bulldog and their dad so far --- and have practiced being told when to stop! :)
The consensus of those who have seen the pups is this:
Pet families are getting some of the best structured pets one could ask for. Temperment wise -- they are calm, sweet, seek people and rarely squabble. It really is what I hoped for in the breeding.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
And the storms continue
I swear .... this litter will be the death of me.
Saturday afternoon I put the puppies outside in the shade in the x-pen for about 3 hours to let them enjoy some fresh air and summer breezes. I brought them in around 4 and when I did, Green Boy had the most horrid, liquid stool ever. I scooped him up and realized he was not just puppy tired but rather lethargic and not responsive.
Away to the emergency vet we went .... and thus ensued a myriad of tests and a night in the hospital for my boy. We ruled out all the uglies -- parvo, bacteria, nasty disease. I left him and went back at midnight and six AM. I called every 2 hours in between. A massive chunk of change later ... he was recouping and I breathed a sigh.
I was fortunate -- the vet who was on call is the vet who used to work at my regular clinic and cared for Truman in his last days. He is someone I trust and we agreed that likely the pup did something to get an upset tummy which led him to not eat or drink properly and led to a cycle of diarreaha and vomiting that threw everything off kilter. We tested everything and it was clear this was a healthy sound pup who had something that caused his digestive system to get out of whack. The good news is that we were able to administer fluids, protien and some other meds and get him headed the right direction.
I am now new personal best friends with the folks at the ER. And Green Boy was an absolute ambassador -- everyone in the clinic shot a photo of him with their phones and was IN LOVE with his charming personality. He is a VERY special dog on many levels. He holds the inexplicable quality that can not be measured.
This afternoon I spent the day with the babies and my dear friend Leslie in the back yard. We watched and laughed and shared a bottle of wine and a bazillion photos of the babies. Those are forthcoming,
I am grateful for the babies and for health. Truly, they are beautiful. And, As Leslie Noted -- they have amazing, calm, sweet temperments. It is hard to explain that on 6 week old puppies but they DO. They are the most Chillaxed pups I have ever seen. While they will play ... they are just NOT uptight about anything. Families, you will be blessed.
Off to sleep a little tonight....
Saturday afternoon I put the puppies outside in the shade in the x-pen for about 3 hours to let them enjoy some fresh air and summer breezes. I brought them in around 4 and when I did, Green Boy had the most horrid, liquid stool ever. I scooped him up and realized he was not just puppy tired but rather lethargic and not responsive.
Away to the emergency vet we went .... and thus ensued a myriad of tests and a night in the hospital for my boy. We ruled out all the uglies -- parvo, bacteria, nasty disease. I left him and went back at midnight and six AM. I called every 2 hours in between. A massive chunk of change later ... he was recouping and I breathed a sigh.
I was fortunate -- the vet who was on call is the vet who used to work at my regular clinic and cared for Truman in his last days. He is someone I trust and we agreed that likely the pup did something to get an upset tummy which led him to not eat or drink properly and led to a cycle of diarreaha and vomiting that threw everything off kilter. We tested everything and it was clear this was a healthy sound pup who had something that caused his digestive system to get out of whack. The good news is that we were able to administer fluids, protien and some other meds and get him headed the right direction.
I am now new personal best friends with the folks at the ER. And Green Boy was an absolute ambassador -- everyone in the clinic shot a photo of him with their phones and was IN LOVE with his charming personality. He is a VERY special dog on many levels. He holds the inexplicable quality that can not be measured.
This afternoon I spent the day with the babies and my dear friend Leslie in the back yard. We watched and laughed and shared a bottle of wine and a bazillion photos of the babies. Those are forthcoming,
I am grateful for the babies and for health. Truly, they are beautiful. And, As Leslie Noted -- they have amazing, calm, sweet temperments. It is hard to explain that on 6 week old puppies but they DO. They are the most Chillaxed pups I have ever seen. While they will play ... they are just NOT uptight about anything. Families, you will be blessed.
Off to sleep a little tonight....
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Healing
I do not know how long it will be before I will be able to speak of my Essie girl without crying. Perhaps never. I would like to climb in a hole and never come out but thankfully I have 12 babies (and 4 kids!) who need me to remain present and functional. I have chosen to bury myself in them this week.
Yesterday Courtney (wonderful young lady who is an amazing handler that lives just up the road from me) offered to come over and help me with the babies. We did 12 baths and took them outside and attempted 5 week pics. Each pup does not have the same number of shots simply due to who would cooperate! Courtney did a beautiful job of trying to get 12 wiggly lumpkins to stand still and look like show dogs! There are some gorky shots with hunched up backs and what not but hey -- the are 5 weeks!
At any rate -- the afternoon was beautiful and the smell of clean puppies on the lawn was great.
Notice that I am not in any shots? I still look like hell -- swollen eyes and a chapped spot on my cheek from wiping kleenex. Sigh.
My babies go home in just over 2 weeks .... While I have thoughts of keeping them all .... I wont. :)
Yesterday Courtney (wonderful young lady who is an amazing handler that lives just up the road from me) offered to come over and help me with the babies. We did 12 baths and took them outside and attempted 5 week pics. Each pup does not have the same number of shots simply due to who would cooperate! Courtney did a beautiful job of trying to get 12 wiggly lumpkins to stand still and look like show dogs! There are some gorky shots with hunched up backs and what not but hey -- the are 5 weeks!
At any rate -- the afternoon was beautiful and the smell of clean puppies on the lawn was great.
Notice that I am not in any shots? I still look like hell -- swollen eyes and a chapped spot on my cheek from wiping kleenex. Sigh.
My babies go home in just over 2 weeks .... While I have thoughts of keeping them all .... I wont. :)
Snuggling up 5 weeks
Comedic relief
Our Frenchie -- Nellie has been hanging out with the babies and insisted on walking infront of as many camera shots as she could.
Tears and healing
The loss of our dear Essie has affected us all. Julia, the youngest -- age 5, asked me on Tuesday if Essie would be coming home. I told her simply, no she would not. She melted into tears and cried the tears we all feel. She and James spent a moment together with the babies while she wiped her tears on her brother's shoulder.
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