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Storm and Skye Litter – Week Four

“Sound the Alarm!”

It was early in the morning. Off in the distance, a couple of mourning doves were singing their melancholy song while the finches were chirping cheerily. A gentle breeze made a slight rustling sound as it caressed the leaves of the large locust trees in the yard. While it’s not unusual to hear a dog bark in this household, there was a perceptible urgency in its tone. It increased in volume, so we went to investigate. Ever the good mom, Skye was alerting us to the fact that Miss Sprinkles (Pink) had escaped the whelping box and was headed toward the step up to the kitchen from the sunken living room. Mind you, for a puppy that size, it would be like trying to scale the side of a three-story building. The crisis was quickly averted with Miss Sprinkles being gently airlifted back into the whelping box.

Skye is exceptionally good-natured. She doesn’t mind sharing her space in the living room with Faith who was recovering from spay surgery and in need of a little quiet time. She is equally as accommodating with the two young ones, six-month-old Dutch and Tulip who are using Skye’s space to access the private yard normally reserved for moms and little ones. While they’re curious about the puppies, they never do more than steal a glance as they walk past or sometimes hop up on the sofa for an aerial view.

The pups are spending a great deal of time playing and interacting with their siblings and still cleaning each other off after mealtime. They now get three meals a day and the bowl they eat out of resembling a giant cowboy hat is typically licked clean to a polish. We do have to give Skye a lot of credit since she keeps the milk bar open 24/7 for top-ups although we’re certain she relishes the break she gets from each puppy’s twenty-eight razor sharp teeth! Since everyone is growing so quickly, they need weekly grooming, and even the boys enjoy spa day with mani-pedis as much as the girls do. Of course, we’re not using colour on anyone just yet.

To offset the effects of all that eating and sleeping, the puppies have gym memberships thanks to an elaborate play station and numerous plush toys at their disposal. They not only get some exercise to burn off a few calories but also some mental stimulation that will help them figure out how to do naughty things when they leave here. (Just kidding.)

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


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