Sierra and Storm’s Litter – Week Three

How cute are we!

“The Drill Sergeant”

She heard the commotion from across the foyer and went to investigate, walking with her usual confident swagger. To her, the hubbub was unacceptable. She marched right up to Bailey’s dorm (aka the whelping box) which housed Bailey’s eight chirping minions and barked, admonishing them to keep the noise down. Sierra promptly swung around and returned to her own group to nurse them. So unusual were the antics of all the moms this past week. Whitney napped in front of Bailey’s box while Bailey tip toed into Whitney’s; likely just checking for more toys to steal for her collection but also nursing Whitney’s puppies while she lingered. Sierra snooped around in both of the other whelping boxes, occasionally pausing to nurse some of their inhabitants. It’s apparent that all three are not possessive of their broods and trust one another implicitly. In true Golden fashion; everyone is welcome.

The group now has a great deal more room to stagger around in since we’ve added the extension to their whelping box. When the puppies aren’t eating or sleeping, they’re managing to hone their motor skills as they explore their little den. They are interacting with each other as well as their stuffed animal roommates; playing, snuggling and nibbling and learning rudimentary social skills. Now that their vision is established beyond simply being able to detect light, dark and movement, they are becoming increasingly curious about their surroundings and each other. They coo with delight as we pick them up to cuddle. And picking them up is becoming a workout in itself as the puppies are growing in leaps and bounds. That also means they need their nails clipped every few days and Sierra has no reservations about letting us know when they’re overdue. Fortunately mom is looking after the rest of their grooming needs for now.

That’s it for now, but be sure to join us next week for another nail-biting installment of “Puppy Tales”.