Kite’s pups are now all over a kilo in weight, claws have been trimmed for the first time. We are checking everyday for the first signs of eyes opening, so exciting. They are such a strong, even litter.
Kite is doing well, her appetite is voracious, she has 6 meals a day. She gets up and comes into the kitchen when she hears one of us in there and seems to be appreciating frequent meals.
Chris and I are so proud of her and are thankful for a copy book time of it so far.
Kites puppies are thriving, they are growing terrifically. There isn’t too much for Chris and I to do at the moment other than feed Kite, her appetite is huge, and keep everything clean. She looks so well but clumps of hair are beginning to fall out. Most of this is caused by the puppies tirelessly kneading her tummy, they seem to have insatiable appetites.
Sunday Chris took the puppies Granny, Cassie, and sister, Molly, to Wyre Forest. When they realised they were going they barked and poor Kite heard. She really wanted to go. I decided to take her out on a long line on to the common to compensate, just for 10 minutes. She loved it. I washed her tummy and paws with Hibiscrub on our return and she went straight back to her babies to feed them, content to do so.
I had a premonition that the pups would come Thursday and I was right.
The tumble dryer arrived Wednesday and the bedroom furniture is postponed until next week. I did get a phone call Wednesday from Oswestry hospital to go for my premed for my hip op because they had had a cancellation the following day, but I declined !!
Wednesday lunchtime Kites temperature dropped but otherwise she was fine, still eating, no shivers or groaning. Chris and I monitored her all night and Thursday morning at 6.00 am the first puppy popped into the world. By 7.30 am 4 boys had arrived. Kate arrived around 9.00 am. Kite seemed pleased to see her then got on with the task at hand and produced our first girl at 9.35. 10.00 saw boy number 5 make an entrance. Kite then had an hours rest and at 11.10 another boy, number 6. There was obviously more to come, 7 down and only 1 girl.
At 1.00 pm boy number 7 then after a 2 3/4 hour gap the final pup was girl number 2.
I have never had such a relaxed bitch, Kite even drank her evaporated milk while having contractions. A favourite of mine to give during whelping, it gives lots of calories for energy, plus all important fluid. The pups weights ranged from 500 gm to 610 gm no wonder their poor mum was uncomfortable.
As for the munchkins, their nicknames had to have a Christmas theme.
The girls are Tinsel and Angel, the boys Snowball, Star, Sprout, Spruce, Cracker, Joseph and Cranberry. All names suggested by their markings.
Joseph is the most tenuous, he has a tiny letter M on his leg and we couldn’t call him Mary so Joseph it is!
We will post regular updates on my website puppy diaries and blog.