a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label need for puppies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label need for puppies. Show all posts

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Confession Time...

I am a advocate of spay and neuter.  I strongly speak out against not breeding dogs/cats because there are too many homeless animals in our world today.  I think it is more humane to put an animal down, than to drop it off to survive, however it may.

I am a hypocrite.  Not on purpose, mind you.  Again, I have to use the excuse, or reason, as having too many irons in the fire.  My sweet little Ki-Anne had her first heat...I prevented her from being bred.  The second heat, I was not so lucky.  Didn't help that it was only three months after the first.  I work all the time and the closest vet is thirty miles away...no excuse, I know.

TP is spayed, Lil is spayed, Maggie is almost eight and has never been bred...because I usually have a brain.  The boys(Cutter and Squiggie, a Rat and a Jack/Rat) have not been altered...therein lies my mistake...and the fact that I simply did not ask Hubby to take Ki to the vet in a timely manner.

Yes, I am an idiot.  I admit it...dumb, dumb, dumb!!  Tried to get an appointment before and the vet could not spay her until mid-December!  I could not abort the puppies.

So after a long night of whining and digging...I knew Ki, my baby Ki, a little over a year old was in labor!!!  I let her out to potty this morning and she disappeared.  She gave birth under the lodge.  I crawled until I could crawl no more...I could not reach the narrow spot she had chosen for her labor room. 

When Andrew returned from a ballgame, I enlisted him and his much slimer, more agile body to retrieve the babies.  Even he admitted that is was a tight fit for him and has some scrapes to prove it.  The pups and Ki are safely in the house now...only EIGHT.  Like I said, I am dumb, dumb, dumb!!!! 

All appear to be doing fine, Ki is being a wonderful mother.  I fear for the runt.  He is tiny and was chilled when we retrieved him.  Hubs has held him under his shirt to warm him and had continued to place him on the milk bar but...we shall have to wait and see.

As you know Ki-Anne was a pup from a dog that had been thrown away...I have bored you many times with stories.  You may also remember, Ki was born with a natural bobbed tail.  Well, her babies have two full tails, two three-quarters tails and the rest are bob-tailed.  I have not checked the sex yet as I have been busy trying to help Runt nurse and making special food for Ki.

I apologize for being a hypocrite.  I messed up...big time.  For now, I must care for the young ones and Ki as if it were planned, and prepare to find them all good homes.  I am making an appointment now for Ki in eight weeks and this will not happen again.

Without further ado, I would like to present my Ki-Anne and her little peppers, only hours old, born December third.
When pups are just born even their ears are closed.
The spotted fellow is the runt.
They are not wet,
their coats are shining with good health.

I made have goofed big time,
but all we can do is take it from here.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Is There A Nut Doctor In The House?

Here I go again! Why in the world, when there is a little hole in my being, do I want to fill it with puppies???

I woke with unremembered dreams and think, okay, that is better than yesterday when I did remember them. I love the quietness of the morning before anyone is awake. I love the absence of electronic sounds. I listen to the birds, the roosters, the goat...and wish the goat and roosters had slept late with the others.

My sister, Bev, is organizing my house and my life. It is wonderful. I have a place for sewing, for painting, for paper work, for blogging, for reading and for tv watching. Places just for me...not large places but my places.

Then that monster rears his ugly head and says why do you need these places??? You can't paint, you no longer sew, you do not take time to read...

That little spot of ugly empty creeps in and I do not know what I want to be when I grow up.

...that is when I want to fill it with a puppy!

Today's choice is the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. The perfect lap quilt. The idea Companion dog. The long haired low maintenance, cute as a bug dog.

So I spend my morning searching on the world wide web for a Cavalier close to me. Looking at photos and saying, ahhh, ooohh, how adorable. Plotting and planning how I can bring a seventh dog onto this farm of dogs.

I think I need serious therapy!
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