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"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Well, Plush has done it! Not without incident. She spend a day in rather ineffective labour, and after 8 hours produced a pair of hind legs – and promptly gave up entirely. I had to get the puppy out without any help from the bitch, which was not at all funny and will not be described here.
Off to the vet with madam, who clearly thought that was it over. The vet was a bit worried about the total inertia and how the remaining puppies were carried, so Plush ended up with a Caesarian and two huge bouncing boys.
I took away the woozy Plush and the pushy complaining boys. They had read the manual, and knew that they were due substantial quantities of milk immediately. It`s customary to offer a little help in this, and Plush had no complaint. And once plugged in, they made it clear that they had no intentions of coming off – ever. Meanwhile Plush was slowly coming to terms with her new situation, and clearly liked it.
So despite the rocky beginning, all has gone well. Her huge boys (which look amazingly alike) have stopped complaining and are growing and growing, almost visibly. Plush is completely out to lunch on Planet Puppy. And for once I am really not worried about the litter.
They are a week old today, and I expect at their rate of growth they will be on the lead in another week!