Couple bits of video taken this morning, before I left to go milking, of Blottie's nine pups (now 25 days old) waiting for Mum. Look out for little Bruce being very vocal.
Blottie's nine pups are now 24 days old. Personalities are beginning to come through and each day the cuteness increases, until we start to enter what I have warned people about in the past "Maximus Cutieness" and Science has proven "Maximus cutieness" is a thing. Maximus Cutieness (I do mean to spell it like that) starts when the pup is around 6 weeks old.
Took this bit of video last night just before bedtime of Blottie with her nine pups, just after they had finished having a suckle. All seems to be back on track with Bruce, fingers crossed!
Normally around 4 weeks old, we start pups on solids, but with big litters to make sure all pups are getting enough sustenance and lighten the strain on Mum, you can bring it back to around 3 weeks. I offer mixed up puppy milk with meat, and as you can see it went down really well. Watch out for Bruce walking around on the tray.
Blottie's pups are now getting livelier by the day, and we are starting to see their personalities coming out. I will hope to get a bit of video footage up in the next few days of them up and about playing with each other and us.
Blottie's pup, who we call, "Bruce" (after Batman, as he has a marking on his back that looks a bit like a bat in flight), that had become ill on Saturday is still with us. Saturday night, he had become very cold and was also showing signs of dehydration. Saturday night I took him to the vet's for him to receive a hydration injected under the skin of his back (as he was tenting, which is when you pinch the skin along a pups back and it does not go back down quickly. This is a sign they are dehydrating). This vet thought he had probably just got a chill, and considered he needed no other treatment.
When a pup gets hypothermic the stomach shuts down, so you have to get the pups temperature up first before you can try to feed them. One way to help warm them up is to pipette a glucose solution on to their tongue, which I done when we got home, and in an hour we had his temperature back up. This involved keeping him next to our skin, as he got to stressed trying to keep him in a warm box. He was only happy and settled at this time being tucked in one of our tops against someone's chest. He seemed a bit brighter, and he even managed the strength to suckle his Mum for a couple minutes. Blottie has been wonderful, and has kept checking on him as we nurse him, and happy to lie down on the sofa when asked, to let us offer Bruce a suckle away from the hurly burly of his siblings.
Then the diarrhoea started, and I spent Saturday night in to the morning with a pup that no sooner you put fluids in them, they came out much the same through his bottom. I thought I was optimistic to give him a 10% chance of surviving at this time.
Sunday morning he was tenting again, as I could not orally put enough fluid in him, (I was putting 5ml of milk in him every hour), so I got him in the vets again for more fluids under the skin. During Sunday he would have moments of brightness, but then would seem worryingly close to dying. Sunday just before 4 pm I was back at the vets for more fluids under the skin and saw a different vet, who after injecting him with fluids, seeing how lively he could still be (he really did not enjoy the injections under the skin, and objected verbally and physically. He still had fight in him), and he evacuated his bowels, and she saw how bad his diarrhoea was. She considered he also should have antibiotics, and she also gave me some electrolyte powder to add to his milk feeds.
Yesterday, I took him to the vets once more for fluids under the skin at 11.30 am, and now nearly a day and a half later with around the clock pipette feeds and suckling from Mum, I am able to keep his hydration up with just oral feeding. We seemed to of turned a corner, hopefully to the open road, not a dead end. We have managed to keep him gaining weight as well. Weighing 625 grams on Saturday night and now weighing 790 grams. He is able to maintain his body heat enough now to be back in with his siblings (His siblings are all fine), other than when I'm feeding him, and I came home just now from milking to find him sat up in the puppy bed playing with one of our children, and he wobbly stood up and wagged his tail when he heard my voice. He still has diarrhoea, but how often he is emptying his bowels has slowed down to around every 3 to 4 hours, and what comes out is improving with each movement.
As he reaches three weeks old, we still are by no means out of the woods. I can only hope like his namesake. He has one power. He'll never give up.
One of Blottie's boys is not very well and it's 50/50 if he is going to pull through. All of the rest of the pups are fine, we think he may of just got a bit cold and it's super competitive now for Mum's milk and he just got a bit behind. I noticed he was not quite right yesterday evening, and I have been up all night, and he has been to the vets twice so far to keep him hydrated, as we try to get him back on track. I fear the worse, but I can only hope. So please understand if I'm not hear for a day or two, and I'm not answering emails.
Blottie's pups now don't need Mum to stimulate them to poop and pee, as they did in the first couple weeks. Mum in their first four or so weeks cleans up after them. In other words she licks up their wee and eats their poop. So now being able to poop at their own discretion. If they poop when Mum is not around, at this age they can end getting covered in the stuff. Hence when you see photos of pups wrapped in towels, after we have cleaned them up.
Blottie sits on the chair in the pen around where her pups are in their big bed, and waits for an incoming treat from the supper table.
Got some lovely video footage of Charlie a few days ago. He is from Blottie's litter of ten pups born December 2017.
It's great to see Blottie and all her pups thriving and doing so well. Looking forward to seeing all their personalities developing! We can't believe it's just over a year since we collected Charlie! We can't imagine being without him, he's such a fun loving, good natured character and a great addition to our family. Thought you might like to see him in action on our local beach in Whitby.
He's there everyday! Video attached.
Another video of Charlie on the beach chasing the seagulls!
lovely to hear from you, and thanks for the video footage of Charlie. He is the spit of his Mum, Blottie.
Love from us all at Poundlane
Yes, we think he's the double of Blottie as well!
Received a "Happy 7th birthday" greetings email for Millie's Seven pups born back in 2012. Happy birthday to all of Lola's litter siblings!
The puppies are looking gorgeous as ever and we're really enjoying watching them grow and the development of the Poundlane Spaniel.
Happy 7th birthday to all Lola's litter siblings!
James, Will and Lola xxx"
"Hello James and Will,
give Lola a 7th Birthday hug from all of us at Poundlane
Love from us all
We moved Blottie and her pups in to the bigger bed today. It had become a bit tight for her to comfortably nurse her nine pups in the whelping box.
We worm the pups ever two weeks from birth. Each time the dose is for three days using Panacur oral paste for cats, dogs, kittens and puppies. Today at 13 days old we started their first treatment producing varying sizes of worming paste moustaches
One of Blottie's girls with her eyes at 12 days old, pretty much fully open. She won't be able to focus them though, until around 28 days old. Her ears are now also open, as pups are born with their eyes and ears closed. A couple days now, and I should start to see them responding to our voices. Doesn't matter how many pups I have, that time you speak to them and the first time they respond with a wag of their tail is always something very special.
“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 with Bumble and Blottie, waiting patiently to be unleashed, November 2018
Hello, I am Jane, you might of guessed, I love dogs. We are situated in the North Devon countryside, England, United Kingdom. Our home is occupied by my husband, David, our children, pack of dogs and me.