Last night I was not feeling at all good about the “drop-off surgery” designation for Phoebe’s C-Section. I called my friend Bonnie, she called her vet and cajoled him into seeing me today. He’s a jewel and will come to his clinic to do a C-Section when Phoebe says it’s time. The puppies are huge, but he thinks we might still have until mid-week. So, it’s all good. I feel like I’m dealing with a veterinarian who understands what serious breeders go through, and I know Phebes will get the best possible care. This vet insists that the breeder be in the operating room during the Section, so I’ll know who is puppy #1 and who is puppy #2 — I’m still going to use the little numbered collars (unless the puppies have outgrown them by the time they are born).
On this x-ray, I have followed the lines of the two spines, adding little turquoise dots so you can easily pick them up. These are really huge puppies!