It's gone one o'clock on Saturday morning the 25th April as I blog this in the UK (my blog will state it is the 24th, as on Pacific time). I have not long got back from the vets with Smudge and her nine pups. Yes, Smudge has done it again and had nine pups for a second time, an amazing amount for a Cavalier. Henry our Brittany spaniel is the Dad.
As you will of guessed she has had to have a c-section to deliver all the litter, due to uterine inertia, due to her womb being so stretched carrying such a big litter, it was unable to contract strong enough to expel the pups.
After staying up three nights with Smudge I'm pretty done in and I will blog next time about the run up to and the decision to do a c-section.
We have got Smudge settled down with her pups, all have suckled, and she has just eat some scramble egg, like her life depended on it. So I'm off to catch a couple hours sleep before I get up to check over Smudge and pups, and then go milking.
Nearly forgot to say, "There are four girls and five boys, all weighing around 8 ozs each." Smudge what a star you are.
“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
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