Sunday, December 12, 2010
It's been a long day's night
We have had a tough few days. For a couple of days, the puppies were arranged so that there was no comfy position for her. She could not lie down more than a few seconds. She would sit and lay her head on the side of the whelping box when she got so tired that she couldn't stand anymore. I tried rolling her to her back and gently rubbing her tummy, but she could only stand it for minute or two before she would have to get up.
She had been getting picky about food, so Friday night I got her some canned Merrick's, which she loves. She ate it, but shortly after threw it up. Saturday morning she only ate a little, but by Saturday afternoon, the puppies had shifted down and back enough that she could lie down more comfortably.
Saturday night thing got interesting - she started throwing up again, first the little food she still had in her, then water and bile. Then she had some diarrhhea. She was shallowly panting and wandering around the house and just generally freaking me out.
I started calling my phone list. One said she's probably in pre-labor - get ready for puppies, one says no, it's too soon. But the best one was good friend Laura who said sit tight, and she jumped in her car at 11:00 on a rainy windy night and drove over that mountain and came sat with me.
We all finally got to sleep and today is a better day. Scout still doesn't care much about food, but has a little nibble every once in a while. She has much brighter eyes and perky ears. She has even felt good enough to patrol the fenceline and bark at those outside. She's got an appointment with the vet at 7:30 in the morning for xrays to count the pups, and I'm relieved that will give us a chance for the vet to give her the once over.
We're spending the rest of the day watching snow flurries.