We are pleased and proud as punch to announce the arrival of 8 Labrador puppies.
We slept on a mattress in the living room Wednesday night, on going to bed Poppy’s eyes looking a little wired and she was panting a bit. Shortly before 7 I woke to the cries of a newborn. Poppy was sitting on the sofa with the tiny baby and an expression of pure delight. Look what I got! I love it! can I keep it!
The vet had said they could not get a head count in the scan, they didn’t seem to be able to spot any more than the one, maybe possible two. “Certainly wasn’t as many as 6- she’s not having a big litter, but the good news is, she’s definitely pregnant”.
The pup was small, dark with a little pink nose and a shiny dark coat. A girl. Loud!
Soon Poppy looked uncomfortable, moved away and sniffed and fussed about herself. Number two. Dark girl.
She licked and laughed, but couldn’t seem to settle, didn’t yet want the loo or nourishment. Soon she moved away again. 3, 4, 5 dark small squeaky puppies. All girls, 5-0.
Wow! This must be it, we thought, time for a cuppa. Despite devouring some thin chicken stock she still did not want solid food or a wee… more to come.
6 was a boy! 7 a girl and 8 a boy.
One tired but happy mum and 8 tiny new lives. Then Poppy wanted some food. 3 chicken breasts and a leg later she licked her lips and went back to the pups. Go girl!
They all ate and squirmed over her tummy like little frogs vying for the warmest spot near the milk. The noises of Poppy laughing and them happily sucking would melt anyone’s heart.
Once they had dried off a bit their colours were more evident- we have 4 black girls, 2 brown girls, a brown boy and a black boy.
Poppy is s jolly and conscientious pet, and she’s proving to be really attentive wonderful mum. We’re so proud of her!