Puppies after awakening from their nap after arrival, two days before Thanksgiving. The big blonde puppy is now three times the size of the smallest. (Sorry that current pictures are so out of focus!)
One of the neighborhood nurses was kind enough to take in a stray dog - who had a litter of FOURTEEN (count 'em!) puppies. So I've been on poop patrol - we have to keep them in the basement in a giant pen with tons of newspaper changes. Thank goodness for hospital gloves! This lovely grey is one of my favorite puppies, but the others are even cuter and miraculously, they are all thriving. They were finally old enough to get their worm medication two nights ago. Thank God we were under the supervision of two excellent nurses - one of whom is in the F1200!
The incredibly gracious Momma Dog, a small, red-brown American boxer mix who is VERY well socialized and very sweet, is doing well. Whenever I watch her interact so gracefully with total strangers, I realize that she must have had a very loving owner at some point.
How did she end up on the street? Was she lost? Is it a foreclosure story? No matter - we're bound and determined to find her a "forever" home, and I'll have a photo of her soon.
The rescue organization told us that there could be two fathers given the size of the litter - and aside from this singular grey puppy, the puppies are divided - with half looking like German Shepherd mixes, and the rest looking a bit more like a Labrador.
It sure beats reading about Joe Lieberman!!!
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