Not Such a Good Day

Today was one of the most difficult days I’ve had in breeding. I certainly never expected Maxi to deliver ten puppies and knowing how small four of them were, I can honestly say I did not expect them all to survive. Nor was I ready to lose two of them, which I did. Mother Nature’s way, they say.
Still, I was very sad. They now have a place together in my back flower garden and I will focus on the other two preemies while tending to the six stronger ones so they can thrive.

Daughter, Jenny, trying to keep one of the preemies warm. We lost this little guy.

Two Loving Homes Needed

I have found wonderful families for Ava, Chilly, Frosty and Rudolph. Dancer and Angel are the two I have left. Angel has always been a little spunky and love, love, loves to play. She is on the smaller side–will likely be about ten to eleven pounds at maturity. She is my shadow outdoors–rarely lets me out of her sight. She is doing very well with potty training and has no issues with walking on a leash with a harness. Here is little Angel in our Florida garden.

Dancer is a bit larger (one reason being he’s a boy!). He loves to play as well and the two of them will romp together for hours. They have even brought out the puppy in their mother, Phoebe. Dancer is a bit more adventurous than Angel. He too is doing well with pottying on the Potty Park as well as outdoors. He loves to dance and I am certain will be very adept at agility or rally. Here is a photo of Dancer.

Check out Chilly

 
Chilly has received lots of comments about his moustache. 

It is not the only endearing thing about him though.
He is an outgoing little guy who likes to snuggle at the end of a long play session. He is good buddies with Miss Frosty, our littlest pup. They tumble around and Chilly often lets her get the best of him–he’s that kind of gentleman.