|Mr. Chocolate fudge.|
“Call of the Wild”
It was a cold morning and the air was crisp and clean. Patches of frost on the grass were being threatened by the sun’s rays breaking through the trees. Tiny droplets of humidity were forming on the inside of the windows. In an instant, the tranquility was broken by a lone voice somewhere within the confines of Heidi’s whelping box. It was howl, albeit like that of a miniature wolf. Before long, the inhabitants joined together in a haphazard unison, delivering their own call of the wild. With a little experimentation, we realized that by whistling, we could coax the puppies to howl on command.
The puppies are growing rapidly and it’s amazing to watch the transformation every day as they become more mobile and their personalities begin to emerge. They are starting to play with each other and are spending more time awake each day so we’ve added the extension to the whelping box to give the gang more room to meander around in and even pick up a bit of speed. They are also interacting more with our family as we are greeted with seven wagging tails and tiny faces that peer up at us. The puppies are all so soft and gentle and they lap up every ounce of affection they receive. It’s impossible to resist picking up and cuddling each and every one.
This week saw the introduction of the puppies to gruel or mush: a healthy concoction of oatmeal, honey, goat’s milk and vitamins to supplement the feedings they get from their mom. It’s always interesting to see how things take shape during the inaugural feeding. They’re usually a little apprehensive about consuming something their mom didn’t deliver. Mr. Twinkie and Miss Blueberry Tart needed no second invitation and their message to the rest of the group was clear. One by one, the puppies descended upon the bowl to see what the fuss was all about. Toward the end of the feast, unrestricted by etiquette, both Mr. Twinkie and Mr. Key Lime Pie were walking through the bowl and even laying down in it. Heidi also enjoys mealtime because she gets to finish the left-overs (if there are any) and lick the sticky mess (also known as dessert) off their faces. Of course, the milk bar is still open 24/7 and remains a popular venue.
Heidi continues to be a stellar mom and even begins to whine if she can’t get back to her babies quickly enough to attend to them. Mind you, she relishes her leisure time and despite the multiple barriers we’ve put in her way, still makes her daily pilgrimage to our bedroom in the mornings for her own bit of rest and relaxation.
That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another inspiring installment of “Puppy Tales”.