A Rhyme

It's time for an end of the week catch-up post. We'll start with a rhyme.

Syd has pink spots on her nose

And we both have freckles on our toes.

And bellies.

So much for rhyming. The girls went for a weigh in on Monday and had each gained a pound. Syd is a great eater. As soon as she sees that bowl she concentrates on finishing all the pieces and licking the bowl clean.

Mac, on the other hand, is easily distracted. Once I direct her to the bowl, she takes a few pieces and plays with them, tossing them around and pouncing on them. Then she seems to forget what she's doing and wanders off. I direct her back to the bowl several times before she settles down to eat. By that time Syd is finished with hers and ready to help with Mac's dinner. Sydney gets held while Mac works on cleaning her bowl.

It's been cold here for most of the week, so the pups have played in the guest bathroom instead of going outside. At first I was able to put them in the tub and know they were safe while I cleaned their pen, but Syd learned how to climb out and come looking for me, so now I clean the pen while they bounce around the room trying to get into trouble.

Both Noah and Fudge are much better. They're both eating and gaining weight. They're both having good stools and we're about to pronounce them well. We decided that as soon as we have three consecutive days of good appetites and no loose stools, we're cracking a bottle of champagne. It looks like tomorrow may be the day.

Sebastian is wearing his cone yet again. He will not leave the incision site alone. This time we're getting serious about this and we're spraying him daily with a spray bandage to protect the area, he's wearing a cone and sometimes a jacket and after a conference with Dr B, he's taking something for anxiety. We're hoping we can perform some behavioral therapy over the next couple weeks and break the habit of chewing on his hip.

Morgan is doing great. She's growing hair in the shaved areas and doesn't pay any attention to the surgical sites.

On Tuesday the little girls will have another round of vaccinations and then they'll be ready to meet the big dogs. The older dogs are all curious. They know the pups are at the end of the hall and they sit by the gate hoping for a glimpse. We'll be making introductions gradually and we hope it goes smoothly. I'm curious to see the reactions. I have some ideas about who will like the puppies and who may want nothing to do with them. I'll let  you know if I'm right.