Let me tell you the story of our own private CRYING GAME yesterday. There was Wilma, doing her mother thing and we let her be in peace. Last year Wilma needed help by experienced mother MOLLY to show her the ropes in the whelping box. This year Wilma let her sisters and daddies know that she was happy to do it by herself. So we didn’t interact much with the puppies since the birth, and even then just minimal. Look how content Wilma is with her little ones.
THERE IS OUR DARWIN, exploring the box, resting and enduring the handling by his eager ‘granddad’.
Feisty at the lunch buffet and always exploring some more
As you can see they stick together and with so many of them, it is easy to get confused….!
After releasing the names, colours and sexes on the Internet prematurely I had a rude awakening yesterday when….
I picked up Diesel to get him familiar with human hands and to the feeling of being handled by strangers, when I had the Crying Game in reverse. He sported lady parts where I had expected something else altogether.
After counting and recounting it became clear: There is another girl after all and Diesel needs an urgent re-naming, or she will develop sexual identity issues.
Diesel is now called Diselle! (please apply a generous French accent)
The last two pictures are of Bollard, opur black boy with the cute white stripes. Until tomorrow, have a great day everyone!
The Persecution of Mildred Dunlap said:
A tale well told. So darn cute. ❤
writerchristophfischer said:
Thanks, they are, aren’t they. Hard to get anything done other than staring at them 😉
Maer Wilson said:
Love the pics and update, Christoph!
writerchristophfischer said:
Great because they will keep coming 😉
Inge H. Borg said:
So that’s what you’ve been up to; playing midwife. They are all so darling. I can see a spot coming on Pasha’s blog – with lots of pictures. Can’t wait to see them with their eyes open, tongues lolling about. and generally stealing every heart (of course, yours is already a goner).
writerchristophfischer said:
Thanks Inge, I look forward to their open eyes, too, and then there will be even more pictures I fear, it is highly addictive… 🙂