The inevitable first break out happened this morning. There were puppies wandering all over the room and I scooped them up, putting them back into the puppy pen. Then I counted...one, two.......eight. It kept coming up eight no matter hw often I counted. Where was the ninth? Not under the bed. Not behind the desk. Could it have somehow gotten out the door? A check into the living room revealed the culprit. Key Boy had found Corky's snuggle bed and was settling in. He gave the sweetest tail wag and smile when he realized he was busted. I had to put him back anyway.
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Yesterday the little Piggie Biggies were one month old. I reorganized the puppy pen so that they had more room. I also replaced the remnants of the whelping box with a crate. This went over very well - except that by evening it is already too small! It's said that they grow quite a lot during the fifth week and I guess these pups are right on schedule. Woot, Abby and Momo took in some lure coursing this weekend. It was a big entry of 30 open whippets. All of the girls did great though only Woot came away with a point. We'll get em next time! Woot has been spending a few days with our friend Jennie and her two whippet girls, Porkchop and Breeze. Breeze is in a cast so not very active at the moment. Porkchop, like Jennie, is a mile a minute kind of girl. Woot and Porkchop are keeping each other busy while Breeze is out of the loop and we're all about the little puppies here. Tonight I put smushed puppy kibble in the puppies formula for the first time. They loved it! Actually licked the bowl clean. Even the ones that were not so into the formula loved the kibble. Who knew? ...mixed reviews from the canines. The puppies LOVE that they have room to romp and knock each other over and have several bouts involving two or more of them in several corners of the ex-pen. On the other hand, the penny hasn't dropped at all for some or completely for a few others. The first day there were about 3 hits and 25 misses - probably no better than chance. It's a bit better now. One or two will go in on their own; one or two will go there if I pick them up at a strategic moment. A couple of them put their front feet in and then pee in the step area as if it were a urinal. I have to believe it will get better. It's been time for several days to set up a larger (and taller) area for the biggie piggies and this afternoon I finally had a chance. They are now on the new linoleum I got for this purpose and in a two foot high ex-pen. I cut their pool down to just large enough for Big Mo to use when she nurses. Added a litter box though they haven't used it yet. Yesterday marks three weeks since reality overran my calendar errors. I was so busy working, I forgot to get pics! I did manage to get a few this morning and will try to get individual shots later in the day. Now that the puppies are old enough to see and hear, a couple of them have decided they want different baby names. Cappie did not like his name at all and wants to be known as Topper. BlackNose boy heard some cool pirate stories and now wants to be known as Black Beard. The Other Boy feels as though he is not loved rather than a victim of our failure to pick out a unique distinguishing characteristic. He's a little pouty but I'm sure he'll be alright as soon as he gets a more distinguised and distinguishing name. The puppies have started playing with each other and with the toys that Woot has so thoughtfully brought to them. They are on very wobbly back legs and seem to enjoy toddling about on them. They just seem so darned healthy. Knock on wood, we are very lucky. |
Cheryl with Corky,
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