Pup Needs Assistance: Climbing in the Whelping Box to Help
11:00 pm Tutti is increasingly restless and uncomfortable. The puppy is suckling, moving from teat to teat and crying. Tutti tries her best to hold still but the panting convulses her whole body. I’ve climbed into the whelping box to stroke her full body with both hands. She leans against me and allows the puppy to suckle but she is glassy-eyed. She holds herself stiffly in order to allow the puppy to nurse. I think her milk is not letting down or is slowing down because she is so uncomfortable.
Tutti’s temp is 102. Maybe a little elevated.
Puppy is dehydrated and is 7 ½ ounces – down from 8 1/8 ounces at birth. Pup is slightly lethargic. Her movements are uncoordinated.
11:10 pm – I’ve taken the pup away from Tutti and am bottle feeding her. Tutti is leaning against my back here in the whelping box. At first the pup resists the nipple but then she gets it in her mouth and – wow! This tastes like paradise. She sucks hungrily. Burping her. Cleaning her. Resting her. Feeding her. Tutti has settled behind me, still panting but easing up on the stiffness. Her panting has lessened
1:30 am – I’ve bottle fed her as much as she wants, stopping to let her burp and rest and warm up in my hands. She likes to be cupped in the navy blue warm blankey. She likes to suckle in an upright position with her neck gracefully curved to open up the throat. She likes to sleep and be warmed turned the other way around in cupped hands. Her belly is plump like an engorged tick. Her movements are smooth.
2:30 am – This has been very scary.
Brad says that he looked in on us at about 6:30 am. I was curled up in the whelping box with Tutti spooned in my tummy and the puppy cupped in two hands in front of me. I was snoring. I take issue with the snoring part.
He should have taken a picture because no one will believe that I slept in a 36” x 42” box.
Tutti’s temp is 102. Maybe a little elevated.
Puppy is dehydrated and is 7 ½ ounces – down from 8 1/8 ounces at birth. Pup is slightly lethargic. Her movements are uncoordinated.
11:10 pm – I’ve taken the pup away from Tutti and am bottle feeding her. Tutti is leaning against my back here in the whelping box. At first the pup resists the nipple but then she gets it in her mouth and – wow! This tastes like paradise. She sucks hungrily. Burping her. Cleaning her. Resting her. Feeding her. Tutti has settled behind me, still panting but easing up on the stiffness. Her panting has lessened
1:30 am – I’ve bottle fed her as much as she wants, stopping to let her burp and rest and warm up in my hands. She likes to be cupped in the navy blue warm blankey. She likes to suckle in an upright position with her neck gracefully curved to open up the throat. She likes to sleep and be warmed turned the other way around in cupped hands. Her belly is plump like an engorged tick. Her movements are smooth.
2:30 am – This has been very scary.
Brad says that he looked in on us at about 6:30 am. I was curled up in the whelping box with Tutti spooned in my tummy and the puppy cupped in two hands in front of me. I was snoring. I take issue with the snoring part.
He should have taken a picture because no one will believe that I slept in a 36” x 42” box.
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