Five days ago, I measured Phoebe’s girth at 24.5″. This morning she is at 27.5″. She hates being maneuvered into photo-taking position, so I hooked a leash in the dishwasher door. We didn’t get her pretty face, but then, I didn’t measure any part of her pretty face. She hadn’t gained a lot of weight — on Tuesday she was at 34.5 pounds. It’s probably a good sign that although she is bigger around, she’s not ten pounds heavier. Since her previous puppies were one-pounders (ouch!), smaller puppies would be a blessing to all. They could save us a C-Section.
The last of the whelping and emergency puppy supplies arrived yesterday and everything is ensconced in a rolling plastic 3-drawer chest. The puppy warming box is ready. We’ll set up the whelping pool this weekend so Phoebe can make it her own, and I’ll sew up her privacy curtain. Since we did four AIs over five days, Phoebe herself and temperature-taking will have to tell us when it’s time for the babies to make an appearance.
I’m so excited! . . . easy whelp . . . healthy (Mom — Dawn’s right, we need to add that in — and) puppies . . . girls, please . . . okay, and one boy just like Chase!