As I sit down to come up with something to share with our readers, I find myself reflecting on what’s happened in our lives in the last seven days and boy has it been INTENSE!
Thursday, December 1 – My alarm isn’t going off for another hour. What are you doing up right now?!
It was about 5:30am and suddenly the mascot of this page and sole reason I’ve decided to dedicate at least the next 15 years of my life to French Bulldogs, Scrump, starts trying to hide under the blankets of my bed. Now don’t misunderstand me, I like her enough to offer a warm place to sleep but she’s usually on top of the blankets. Anyhow, she starts trying to rearrange my pillows and I decide that this behavior is off just enough to indicate to me that she’s starting to go into labor. So, we get up (remember…before the alarms have gone off!), shower, grab a cup of coffee and head over to our vet’s office which opens at 6:30am. We get there, I explain her behavior and he decides she deserves a single room accommodation so he can keep an eye on her. I agree, head off to work expecting that this is a false alarm and we have at least a couple more days til the pups arrive. She had different plans.
I get the call from the vet stating she’s in labor, puppies are coming and I can head over. Tell my boss the predicament, request extra vacation days, clear my calendar, dash back over to the vet’s office. I arrive in time to see the great staff getting all FIVE of the pups crying and moving about with very healthy vitals. We agree she should stay to recover a bit (she had a c-section) and I leave quite quickly to go run a few errands so I can get back when she’s discharged because I know we’re not gonna have time to do anything during the weekend! I return back to the office and pickup my Heart and her new entourage to begin their lives in our home where we’ll hardly sleep for at least the next 4 days!
Friday, December 2 – Give me COFFEE!!
After realizing that a dog that delivers c-section puppies may not want anything to do with them, I wound up bottle feeding the minis for the entire day & night before through all Friday. I finally fell asleep about 11pm, on the couch for about 2-3 hours. I think my relatives stopped by to see the puppies but I can’t really remember! (At least Scrump finally started to acknowledge the pups and helped clean them after each meal.)
Saturday, December 3 – Listen you! These are your babies so feed them!
Saturday morning, I connected to other breeders to try to pull some bit of information to help me get her to do her job and be a momma-dog! I wrestled her to a sit (since she kept trying to get away from the pen) and brought the puppies to her to “clean” and then left them right next to her while I fed the runt. She eventually started to calm down and by the end of the night, she was nursing her puppies with supervision leaving me to only feed the runt to get her back to her birth weight. That night I fell asleep on the couch and got a blissful 4 hours of rest.
Sunday, December 4 – Gotta get back to real life…starting tomorrow.!
Feeling slightly more rested, I met guests coming over to see the puppies, and coach my litter-sitters on what they’d need to do while I was at work during the day. I finally had an opportunity to enjoy the little bits and my girl who was turning into a wonderful mom. I did a few chores, cleaned the house, and finally went to bed (yes, I said bed) at 12:30.
Monday, December 5 – …And then it happened.
I spend a tense day at work running home at lunch to check on the be-bes. All is good and as my sitter leaves, I head home. I arrive at the house to check on everyone and realize there’s one little body that’s not responding to my annoying rubbing on his back. Immediately, I launched into action, clearing his airway, attempting to express any fluids I could, started chest compressions, and attempted to get breaths into his little body. Apparently, this little guy (actually the biggest in the litter) had overeaten and unfortunately aspirated the meal, filling his lungs. Try as I might, there was nothing I could do to bring him back. The entire experience made me extremely nervous for the rest of the night and I think I might have slept a total of 1-2 hours since I kept waking every time there was an odd noise from the whelping pen.
Tuesday, December 6 – Calm? What’s this strange status you speak of? Is that some kind of cheese?
This day was difficult as everyone at work is asking “how are the puppies” after Elvis had passed the evening prior. (I know…you don’t need to tell me. Just like his namesake. Ironic.) So I fight back tears and bravely trudge through the day and make it home. As I walk into the house, I realize I’m holding my breath as near the pen to find them all laying there very still. I quickly lean forward and give them each a gentle scratch on the back (enough to irritate them) and they all begin wiggling furiously and calling for mama. Nearly giddy I weigh them like I’ve done everyday since I brought them home and record the results. I fix a bit of dinner and sit to eat it when I realize I’ve a meeting of the local obedience club I’m supposed to attend. I finish a couple of bites, get the items I need to take together and check on everyone and bolt out of the house again. Great meeting, pictures of puppies loved by all, back to the house to get ready for another day. I hit the pillows this night at about 11:30 and sleep like the dead. Note to self: try to remember to get more than 15 hours of sleep in 6 days!
Wednesday, December 7 – One week older and a little bit wiser
I wake up and have a “normal” morning. I work my 9-5 and have a “normal” shift. I return home to a what I now consider “normal” evening of checking puppies, taking measurements, playing with my Cocker Spaniel, Lilo, and cuddling up with my French Bulldog, Scrump, when she can get away from the furry little milk vacuums! Even with all the crazy that we’ve experienced this past week, I wouldn’t trade it for the world because you’ll never know when it can all slip away from you!
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Since your life may have been wild as well last week, feel free to comment about your crazy week in the comments!
In loving memory of our little-big-man, Elvis. While you weren’t here for long, there were many who loved you. Rest in peace.