a September 19th, 2009

  1. Individual Photos and a Name Change

    September 19, 2009 by myeye

    Let’s start out by talking about calling a puppy “Cain”. Elaine says I just can’t call the baby after a murderer. She’s right. So, he’ll be “Cane” as in sugar cane because I know he’ll be a sweet boy. Adrienne helped me with the following photos. These are strong puppies. Half the shots I took are out of focus because the subject was trying to run away. Poor Adrienne — I wanted her to hold them still without her hands covering any part of the puppies’ bodies. She tried, but we would have had puppies overboard. So — doesn’t Adrienne have graceful fingers?  No side shot of Cane this go-round.  Maybe next time he’ll cooperate just a little bit.

    Cane - head2 - 12 hrs old 9-19-09Cane’s face

    Abel - head1 - 12 hrs old 9-19-09Abel’s face

    Abel side2 12 hrs old 9-19-09Abel from the side

  2. Phoebe and Puppies Eight Hours Later

    September 19, 2009 by myeye

    Breakfast 9-19-09

    When Cain (mismark) couldn’t figure out that the huge things hanging from Phoebe’s underside were part of the milk bar, I actually got to use something from the whelping supply stash.  First (as soon as we got home), I gave both puppies and Phoebe some Probiocin.  The puppies got only a ml each and Phoebe got three.  When Cain continued to be confused by the concept — and Phoebe was still too groggy to help him, I gave him some unflavored pedialyte — could have tube fed it, but he was sucking strongly — just in all the wrong places.  So, I put the Pedialyte in a small syringe and let him suck on the tip,  It seemed to perk him up.

    This morning, Phoebe is in much better shape and both puppies have death grips on her faucets.

    Adrienne spent last night here, so she went to Dr. Abernathy’s with me.  They bedded her down on a couch with a blanket while we did our work.  This Doc is simply a jewel.  I’m going to be driving to Rio Rancho with all the dogs from now on.  Last night he never hesitated when I called and said that Phoebe’s temperature had never dropped, she had done no digging, but was having contractions.  (When we did the C, Abel’s head was in the birth canal).  Doc told me to get in the car and start driving.  Mrs. Abernathy was the assisting tech and they were as nice as they could be.  We began prepping Phoebe at 11:45, removed the puppies at 12:05 and 12:10, were back in the car by 12:45, and home at 1:30.  Adrienne helped me get the warming pad and clean linens into the whelping pool before she went back to bed.

    I stayed awake with them until Cain figured out that sucking on Mom is very satisfying.  So after three hours sleep, this is the morning report.  I hope to sneak in a nap later and then I’ll post something that makes sense.  Maybe I’ll even get individual photos.

    Chase is intrigued by what is behind the puppy curtain.  Inca knows and could care less.  The brothers appear to be extraordinarily healthy and active.  I’m looking forward to laying them out in the warming box to get a feel for their structure.  Abel has handsome markings — though not quite as flashy as his dad.  Cain — well, he’ll be someone’s beloved pet.

  3. Puppies Have Arrived

    September 19, 2009 by myeye

    Two brindle boys, one with a full white face, arrived at 12:05 AM via C-Section.  The white-faced boy weighed in at 15.2 oz. and the other boy at 15.5.  Everyone is fine though Phoebe is a bit groggy and not sure she wants them crawling all over her body.  The mismark is having trouble figuring out that he should latch on to a faucet for dear life.  The other boy won’t let go.

    Here’s their first official portrait — more tomorrow.  I Mean later today . . .

    Puppies 9-19-09