Puppy Debut from Carol Greet on Vimeo.
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Puppy Debut from Carol Greet on Vimeo.
Puppy Debut from Carol Greet on Vimeo.
I managed to steal the first 5 to photograph and check over quickly. Here they are: Dark sable and white male. Sable and white male. Pup #3 Sable and white male Pup #4 Tri-colored male Pup #5 sable and white female
I think there are 11 puppies… one with a big bald face like brother Drifter (and uncle Jedi)… two that may be tris… one looks very golden… the rest look dark sable… All of this is subject to change!
They are coming! She is in the doghouse and “unreachable”… so will have to wait until they all arrive before I think she’ll move… She’s very “in the zone”! Stay tuned.
I had hoped to be able to post at least the beginnings of the birth process with Elsa. The snow storm did arrive, so I rolled out of bed and checked on her first thing. She was definitely nesting. She came out of the dog house long enough to say hello and then returned where…
She is sitting next to me as I type. Her breathing is faster than normal, due in part to the heat of the house, but part is the squirming mass within her. Elsa is the jealous type. The one dog that will push others out of the way to get a pat if she thinks I’m…
Just to get you in the mood for the upcoming puppies… I decided to share this little guy’s first five minutes of life. Enjoy! The First 5 Minutes from Carol Greet on Vimeo.
When we herded our cats calves the other day, Lucas was the designated dog of the day. Why? First and foremost, Lucas works quietly. If he was as barky as Elsa can sometimes be, the momma cows would turn back, ready to defend their calves, and forward progress would be non-existent. Lucas’ bark applies to when cows turn,…
Lucas takes a ride in our calf cart… Details to follow tomorrow… Sorry, it is a busy day!
Today we had to move our cows… some have newborns… some don’t. Herding baby calves is much like herding the proverbial cats… they don’t know what to do… they don’t know that mom just took 3 steps that a’way… they have no clue that even if they touch noses with her… that that *really* is…
I’m excited… did I tell you that? And Elsa grunts and pants… and squeaks when she breathes at the right angle. She wants to go in the morning with Vernon, but I deny her that… thinking that jumping on a hay wagon is something that overly pregnant dogs shouldn’t do! She still goes on walkabouts…