Tess got started about 9:30 that night and I was watching her on the monitor from the house and knew she was having hard contractions and starting to push. I let her be and didn't bother her for a little while and I decided I needed to go check things out because as much as she was pushing, there should have been a pup. So I bundled up and out I went and sure enough there were back puppy feet and nothing else. I let her alone and seen if she got any further on her own and I decided to take action when those tiny toes started turning blue. I grabbed a towel and pulled when she pushed and after a lot longer than I was comfortable with we finally got her out. She wasn't breathing and I was fearing the worst. I did all the puppy shaking and slinging skills I learned from working at the vet's and assisting in c-sections and finally got the little girl to take a couple breaths and then that was it, I thought she had given up on me, but I wasn't about to give up on her without a fight. So I continued on and within another couple minutes she finally came around and started breathing regularly. At the time I was so focused on getting her going that I didn't have time to panic, but after she was laying with Tess getting cleaned off it finally sank in that I'd almost lost her. I was so releived! The next 2 pups came without any assistance and it was smooth sailing. She took a rather long break between the 3rd and 4th pup and the 5th pup came about an hour after the 4th. At this point, I was completely exhausted and decided to leave the rest to Tess since all seemed well. I knew she had at least one more pup in there, but I figured it would come when it was ready and headed into the house around 3 or 4. When Josh got up to go to work (I had already scheduled the day off) he told me she still hadn't had it. When I woke up that morning I figured I'd be getting dressed and rushing Tess in to the vet to get that last pup out, but thankfully, there was the entire happy family nursing and doing well. So to all the folks that think I'm crazy for staying up with my girl and not "letting nature take its course," I would have lost the first pup for sure and possibly the rest had I not been there. I planned the breeding, I was there when it happened, and I take full responsibility for all the lives I had a part in creating. So what's a few hours of lost sleep when there are 6 healthy pups because of it?
So without further wait....
The Happy Family
The black and white girl I almost lost.
Tri-colored Male
Black and White Female
Tri-colored Male
Black and White Male
Tri-colored Female
One Very Happy Jaycee!
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