More bottle pups

Boy, do I love me some bottle pups- from a distance, of course!  Well that’s a lie, I like to get up close and personal with them.  Sniff their puppy breath, rub their bellies, let them canoodling in my arms…. BUT I like to give them back.

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It sure does take a special person to handle a litter of bottle pups.  Unfortunately, when a litter like these 5 adorable pups show up alone, or with a mother that can’t (or isn’t) caring for them, their only chance of survival is going to a skilled and knowledgeable foster home who (this is the kicker) is WILLING to raise them, as their mama, for the next few weeks.

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Do you have any idea what that means?!  I sure didn’t, until I started taking pictures of the first litter of bottle pups I posted.  It means, at first, feeding them every two hours, even over night!   Just like a newborn human.  Unlike a human though, there are 5 mouths to feed, not one.  It means doing laundry, every single day.  Stinky laundry.  When puppies are very young, their mothers do all the feeding and cleaning, so a mama with a litter is usually a whole lot easier to care for then a litter without a mama.  You care for the mama, the mama cares for the pups, done deal!  But, no mama?  Tough luck.  These pups need cleaning up around the clock (who’s going to invent puppy diapers?!)

It was unsuccessful at getting all 5 to look at me at any point - still cute though!

I was unsuccessful at getting all 5 to look at me at any point – still cute though!

These little cuties also happen to have a pretty bad case of kennel cough- that’s rough when you’re only 3 weeks old.  Luckily, our fabulous MABB puppy extraordinaire is there to look out for these snotty, whiney, soft, cuddly balls of fur until they are ready to be adopted!  They are somewhere between 3 and 4 weeks old right now, so hopefully in a month or so they will be healthy, well socialized, exuberant 8-week old pups!  Keep an eye out for these fabulous five in a month or so!

The three boys

The three boys

Handsome chuncker!

Handsome chuncker!

Fostermama's favorite, the lil runt...such a sweety!

Fostermama’s favorite, the lil runt…such a sweety!

One Word Wednesday (Ok thats a Lie)

Homewardbound! 

(Ok that was my clever ‘one word’ for saying, yippee!  Two more of the bottle pups are off to their furever homes! Pancake on the left and Poppy on the right).

“We’d just prefer to stay right in here, and speed things along, camera lady!  Get crackin’ and lets get going!  Our new homes await and there is no time for dilly dallying!”

that cute lil licker!

Off they go!!!

 

First bottle pup gets adopted!

Look who we have here!  Big girl, Patience, all ready for her furever home!

What is she doing in the sink, you ask?  Well, her amazing fostermama dropped her off to me before work on Tuesday, so I could give her a quick bath before a vet appointment and then off  she went to her furever home!  This little porker is the biggest of the litter– 10lbs at 9 weeks old.  I’m guessing she’s on her way to being a lil Big Mama.

She was shivering when she showed up, probably from the stress of leaving her brudders and her foster mama.  I wondered if a bath would stress her too much, but she seemed to enjoy the warm water despite her plotting to escape.

Should I jump for it?

She enlisted Bodie’s help, he certainly looked big enough to conspire to get this lil girl out of the bath.

Ok, can you break me outta this here sink?

No luck.

I also had no luck trying to get a cute picture of her all wrapped up in a towel when she was drying off in my arms.  I had the wrong lens on my camera, and most of my attempts were pictures of the sink or wall, or completely out of focus, kinda like this one.

But you get the picture, right?  Bundle of chubby cuteness 🙂

Anyway, we can’t thank her foster mama enough for taking such amazing care of the bottle pups.  It’s something I don’t think I could ever do, and I’m just amazed.  If she didn’t step up, there is no question: these day-old babies would have been euthanized.

I love happy endings   🙂