Yep, that's what I call them. This is a happy, healthy bunch of pups. Glad there were only five! From day one they have been all over the box. Honest to God, today they will be a week old and they are trying to walk. They are everywhere in the whelping box. Kilt is constantly trying to regroup them until she tires of "counting" to five over and over again. And, yes, she does count.
I know Kilt...this is hard work. Us Moms' know all about it.
Up and over Mom's back
Tuck and ROLL
Pic taken on day two. Life is Good. Kilt's "mini me" daughter.
Do I have a favorite you ask? Oh yeah. I have a favorite boy and a favorite girl.
This is my favorite girl. You can't see it in this picture, but she has a hairline blaze. Agility champion in the making. She is a "hill" dog for sure.
My favorite male. Kilt monitoring his sleeping habits; half on her back and half on the pig rail.
First born tri male.....LOVE.
3 comments:
Wow, a week already! It will be interesting to see which one you pick:)
Oh, I wanted a girl so badly but I just love my Ben. So nice to have choices! Your puppies are beautiful and Kilt looks so proud. Congrats! What a special Christmas.
Karen....I think I'll watch my good friend's choice in pups grow up. I'd have a dozen dogs, but I have to think of my old dogs and my husband who isn't actively competing. A couple of the pups will be local. :0)
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