Got home late from milking tonight, so a quick blog to catch up with Primrose's pups now twentyfour days old. Today I moved the whelping box out of the pen, so they now have more room to roam about in. They already have been licking at the puppy food and as they approach four weeks old we give them adlib access to food to start to reduce the pressure off the mum.
The footage is the pups getting used to their changed surroundings. Enjoy, I'm now probably going to fall asleep on the sofa, as I'm full as a tick after eating a rather large plate of delicious lamb stew and dumpling cooked by my husband from some of the leftover lamb and gravey stock from yesterdays roast. You know when you eat something and it's just really tasty, well that's what I have just had. I asked my husband what spices and herbs he had added , but he said, "none," as the stock already tasted so nice, he felt it did not need it, so my daughter Florrie cheekily piped up with, "then it tastes nice because of mum's stock, not your cooking."
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me (Jane) with Puddin' and Teagol, waiting patiently to flush a patch of kale, December 2019
Hello, I am Jane!