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.

We’re Back!

Back to the blog I started a few years back with an earlier litter. I had transplanted it to my website that I create with my iWeb program on my MacBook. Unfortunately Apple decided it didn’t want to be in the website hosting business anymore and the blog portion of my site won’t work. There are more than one ways to skin a cat, right?

Anyway, my Havanese dog, Maxi, whelped her first litter of puppies five days early on July 3. Ten boys! Four of the pups were premature. Oddly, dogs can conceive puppies on several different days during their heat cycle as long as their eggs are still viable. Once released, the eggs remain fertile for up to 48 hours. However, not all eggs are necessarily released at the same time. So puppies conceived with the first eggs could easily be several days older than the ones conceived with eggs released a few days later.

This was likely the case in Maxi’s breeding. Her puppies’ birth weights ranged from 80 grams to 180! Quite a disparity. Four were under 90 grams which is definitely on the preemie side of the coin and dangerously underweight. We lost two, sadly. But I consider the other two to be my miracle babies.

To complicate things further the first puppy was born totally lifeless. Maxi was not interested in removing the sack or cutting the cord so I did both then went to work trying to revive him. 45 minutes later after warming his very cool body and rubbing him as vigorously as I dared with a soft terrycloth towel, he let out two cries! I knew we were on our way! Meanwhile Maxi delivered three more puppies. We both had our hands full. I am happy to report that that first puppy is not only thriving but is the largest in the litter!

Phoebe is Getting Fat!

Phoebe’s next litter is due next week. Last night we snuggled on the LazyBoy and I could feel the puppies squirming around in Phoebe’s belly. As often as I have felt puppies this way it is still exhilarating. Life inside life.

We go tomorrow night to get an x-ray to see how many puppies she has. If she has six or more they will be smaller and much easier to whelp. If she has three or less whelping could be an issue as the puppies will be much larger. (They are like goldfish…grow into the size of their container!)

I will begin taking her rectal temperature Friday. A normal temp is 101-102. When it drops below 99 whelping will begin twelve hours or so later.

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.