I’m REALLY clear that I’m wonderfully fortunate to have an opportunity to live my passion during my retirement by breeding & raising the dogs of my dreams in a place that’s clean and beautiful. And that is exactly how it looks, from the outside. . .
With or without a litter in the house, I begin my day between 5 and 6am, if not earlier. Usually, it’s the sunlight that wakes me. These days? It’s Piccolo who ‘boofs’ at midnight, again at 3am and by then? I walk down the hall to the other mums in the house and let them out, too, hoping that between the three of them? They’ll let me sleep until 6am.
This morning, I got lucky – but it was a tricky day.
Last evening, we lost the second sable male and Piccolo & I each had emotional reactions. I cried and wished the little animal well on his spiritual journey . . . and Piccolo washed him, so that he’d be clean for his trip. This morning? She and I were both despondent.
I was in a bit of a trance walking down to the big doggies to let them out into the snow – but was crystal clear that I needed a triple Nespresso this morning. Piccolo appeared out of sorts and stuck very close to me, through my morning routine. She walked with me to the laundry to grab the fresh load and bring it back to the kitchen for folding. As soon as I put the basket down? She burrowed into the basket and emerged with the pink monkey. Piccolo took her monkey dollie back to the whelping room with her puppies. The poor little dear curled up around the dollie in the corner under my desk, in the same manner as she does with her live puppies, and I couldn’t help but think that it was a substitute for little Ralph.
We got through the day and tomorrow will be another day. Questa’s in the ring down in Springfield for the first of four days of Conformation competitions. Ziva and Koko’s puppies are now five weeks old and starting to act like precocious puppies. Lord, help me! There are nine of them! And I spend 15 minutes with each of those puppies every morning, handling them & letting them play individually on the towels that ring the puppy pens. In this way, they begin to show me their unique puppy personalities. I make notes and use these notes, as I begin studying each puppy with the forever home lifestyles we have ‘on deck’.
From yesterday morning to this morning, weight gain was great for three of Piccolo’s puppies but not so great for the other two. We now have five vigorous and apparently healthy puppies from Oskar x Piccolo. I think the latter two will have plenty of time on the nipple overnight tonight, as I gave Piccolo some freshly cooked liver from The Frozen Butcher and the B vitamins, iron, minerals & other trace elements will be good for her pretty little head.
We will have a better day tomorrow!
I don’t know how you do it, but am happy that you continue to hang in there and do it so well. Hope tomorrow is a better day!❤️