Showing posts with label australian shepherd puppy fury litter thin. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 18, 2010

Day 54 - Starting to say goodbye

Our first happy puppy and owner shot. Hee. This is Yishai and Tara's Lil Rippa. (I co-own her, but we are clear it's his dog.)

Since I've started teaching, I don't get home until 8 pm on Mondays and Wednesday. Yishai is generous enough to come over and get the puppies moved in at dark and fed. Last night we had a meeting for his events company so we both went over to my house around 10 pm to say hello to them.


Rippa in the middle of "seasick puppy"  ----------  All the pups want in on Rex action.

Man, they are getting some major endurance - for a long time it was sleep 90% and play 10% of the day,  but now I'm looking at 60/40. They were bouncing off the walls for two solid hours - Fury and Rex were digging it, we were digging it, they were just awesome. The dexterity they're showing is amazing when I think about a month ago how roly poly they were.

Around noon yesterday, Chris came over to do his final individual photo shoot. He got this $500 Grecian column on loan and the puppies all managed to fall or jump off of it, but it did teach them to stop trying to escape, so that' half the battle. I think they'll all look a little dazed because of it. That's why I like the white photoshoot the best. We just plopped them down. No manipulation. That said, they didn't like the footing so much, so well, yeah.


Fury, not above chasing her own puppies.


Laura loves on Curry.

Also, I had a way longer post, but the dang thing deleted somehow and I gotta go get ready to take some puppies to the vet for flight health checkss.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Day 5 - Fury is so thin!

I thought I would just say this, because I can't wait to post it tomorrow.

You absolutely need to see before and after photos of mama-dog. When she got home from Wisconsin, she just . . . wasn't right. Pretty low energy, lots of grunting. I kept mountain biking and hiking with her until she made it pretty clear that she wasn't having it. I would take her on a trail run and she would dawdle forever unless we were heading back, in which case she'd hightail it home. In the week before puppies popped out, I could actually outrun her. It was crazy. I wanted to keep her fit, though, so I pushed her within reason.

On her due date:


And a photo from today:

I mean, even her expression is different. There is this photo from six weeks in and she looks sway-backed. I kept wondering if her back has always been that low or if I had just not noticed it before. No, Fury was just letting it all hang out.

She's getting pretty good about leaving the puppies now, she'll let herself out to go to the bathroom and sort of wants to go on walks - we make it up to about the end of the cul de sac before she starts hopping in my arms and trying to push me home again, but at least she gets out for a few minutes. She's calming down about me handling them.

I am NOT loving that she appears to not want to feed herself, so I am hand feeding her food all day long, and she's getting goats milk with agave and liver supplements, too. Hopefully she will eventually eat, but for now, what the princess wants, the princess gets, I guess.