Three Weeks Old – Meet Our Little Girl

It’s a week today since we lost our little boy, and three weeks yesterday since the pups were born. I’ve been rather reluctant to blog about the remaining pup since then, for a few reasons.

Fatty Fat FatI’ve been afraid that bonding too tightly with her, as I did with her brother, would be unhealthy. I was afraid, superstitiously, that loving her too much would somehow put her in danger. So silly, I know. I can justify it by saying that I had a few issues with her putting on weight last week, even as I knew full well that it wasn’t at all the same thing as what happened to her brother.

Sailor had a bit of a bladder infection, and that combined with a solo pup nursing resulted in her having lessened milk production. The little girl stalled in her weight, and I was quite frankly too distracted by her brother to notice right away. By the time I did, she hadn’t gained an ounce in two days, and this in a pup who was regularly putting on a full ounce a day. So, it was once more time to break out the bottle and formula. She’s all caught up again now, weighing 1 lb 14 ounces as of this morning, and back to her ounce a day weight gain. Crisis averted.

It’s all made me realize that she’s been rather the second class citizen in this litter from birth. Her brother has overshadowed her, and I feel rather guilty about that. I also felt she deserved a name, so she’s now officially Delilah – or, rather, unofficially, since Delilah is her call name, and not her registered name. Yesterday, as she was restlessly moving from nipple to nipple on Sailor, and then stop-start-stalling with me on the bottle, I scolded her for being “So stubborn” and “So fussy”. I then realized that what she really is, is “So Rebellious”.

I now introduce you to Delilah – aka Bullmarket Absolut So Rebellious

Photos and more about her after the cut. Read more

Thank You

Thank you all for being so kind.

Practicality tells a breeder to never get too attached to a newborn puppy, since there are so many things that can go wrong. Reality is another matter altogether.

Staying up nights and bottle feeding a puppy creates a bond you can’t ignore. The first time he eagerly crawls over and starts sucking on your finger as soon as you touch him is the day you commit to allowing your heart to be broken. The first time you hold his tiny head up, smaller than an egg and just as fragile, so that you can help him try to breath instead of gasping for air, is the day you start to grieve. Starting to realize that things might not turn out alright does nothing, absolutely nothing, to help you prepare for the reality.

I will not go into what it was like to lose him, both because I don’t have the words, or the heart. I will say that he fought, and I fought with him, but we couldn’t win that battle.

In 17 years of French Bulldog breeding, I have lost a few puppies. A few were still born at birth, and I lost one litter to a negligent vet. I have lost one other puppy, before our boy. I remember them both, and I remember every other puppy as well. I miss them all, and mourn that I couldn’t help them.

I know it’s not right to get this attached to a puppy that logic tells you you might lose. My vet said to me that she tells breeders with puppies like this that they should put them down as soon as possible, to spare themselves the grief. I asked her, as a breeder, if that’s what she does. Her reply was “No, I fight to keep them alive, just like you did. I don’t know how to do anything else”.

Our boy is buried beneath our cedar trees, with a cairn of stones over top. I dug the hole, and it wasn’t easy, because we sit on good, solid Grey County bedrock. I dug it in the rain, and I did it because he deserved it. Sean wrapped him in my t-shirt, and put a very small teddy bear under his arm. He said “He’s never been alone since he was born, and I don’t want him to be now”.

He is missed.

“Sorrow makes us all children again – destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Carol

Our Boy

Puppy Updates, and More News on the Maine Puppy Mill

PuppiesFirst off, let me get this out of the way, because writing it does not make me happy – the little boy is not doing very well. He hasn’t gained any weight in 48 hours, and he is having a hard time nursing from a bottle. I am now tube feeding him, every two hours, and supplementing with drops of Nutri-Cal on his tongue every hour or so. So far, all that this has done is allow him to maintain his weight, with no gaining. The Veterinarian has examined him, checking again for a cleft palate, and listening for a heart murmur. Nothing. He is just one of those mystery puppies, that ones that add grey to your hair, fear to your heart, and tears to your eyes. In 17+ years of breeding, I have never struggled so hard with a puppy. I will say this, though – he’s a fighter, and I’m one as well, and I’m not letting him go that easily. I will stick it out with him as long as he can. I challenge anyone to stare at his tiny face and do otherwise.

His black brindle sister remains as fat, shiny and contented as a seal, luxuriating in free flowing, all you can drink breast milk. She naps, squawks, climbs the sides of the pen, and yawns puppy breath into your face when you pick her up. She’s starting to make eye contact, and takes a few tentative, mostly backwards, steps. She seems huge, but mostly that’s just in comparison to her tiny little brother. He seems to prefer sleeping on top of her now, and she occasionally wakes up to a face full of her brother’s belly.

Below the cut, you can see some photos of both pups, a few of which clearly and painfully illustrate just how much difference there is between the two of them in size. They are two weeks old as of today.

Maine Puppy Mill Bust Update

I have some additional information regarding the Maine puppy mill bust that I reported on yesterday. If you are in Maine and interested in possibly fostering one of the Frenchies rescued, or know someone in Maine who might be willing to do so, please pass along this information I received from Charlotte Creeley of FrenchBulldogVillage.Com

Someone else in the Frenchie community very kindly passed this on to me last week:

>This is very close to where I work and one of the two shelters that will
>be taking the dogs is my local shelter which I’ve both volunteered with
>and worked with as a rescue group for many years. They are being
>bombarded with emails and phone calls and asked me to pass on the
>following information regarding the seizure of Heidi Frasca’s dogs, as
>there are too many emails/phone calls to be able to answer all
>individually at this time.
>
>There is confirmed Giardia, ringworm and Sarcoptic mange on site. The
>shelters know all the risks with Ivermectin with the Shelties and other
>breeds in concern and are treating them with caution. Though offers to
>groom and socialize the dogs are greatly appreciated, no one will is
>allowed on site since it is private property.
>
>No dogs can be moved for another 2 weeks until the most infectious
>diseases are under control and then the shelters will be calling on
>rescue groups to foster most of the purebred dogs as there are so many
>mixes the shelters will have to absorb. They can’t possibly handle all
>these dogs on their own. These dogs cannot to be evaluated prior to
>going to rescues as getting an accurate reading is impossible in the
>conditions the dogs are in.
>
>This case is likely to go for a year, so long term fosters will be needed.
>Very sad situation…but fortunately the dogs will be out of there and
>being cared for with fosters. We’re needed now for the dogs and will be
>needed later for support in court, I’m sure!
>
>Chris Harriman
>Maine K9 Rescue and
>German Shepherd Rescue of New England, Inc.
>
>Sandy Cody wrote:
>> Please crosspost to get the word out. Thanks.
>>
>> video link
>> http://www.wlbz2.com/video/news/player.aspx?aid=24387&sid=69286&bw=
>>
>> newspaper article
>> http://pressherald.mainetoday.com/story.php?id=129268&ac=PHnws

Unfortunately, we cannot foster in MA, even if they did consider letting the dogs out of state, since NONE of the four French Bulldog rescues are on the approved list for out of state rescues, and – like most of the purebred rescues – operate under the radar for instate rescues, with the tacit permission of the DOA. We can, however, donate money, and local people from Maine can foster – to help, contact the Animal Welfare Society of Kennebunk at 207-985-3244. Any persons in Maine wishing to foster, and looking for an instate French Bulldog rescue group sponsor, we will be happy to provide the funding through the FBVillage, if you qualify as a volunteer – our volunteer application is on our website at www.frenchbulldogvillage.com.

Charlotte Creeley, Esq.
cccpups@aol.com
cccreeley@comcast.net

Again, please – if you are in Maine, or know someone in Maine, and interested in fostering one of the Frenchies taken in this raid, please contact the Animal Welfare Society of Kennebunk at 207-985-3244. French Bulldog Village has kindly and generously offered to help cover and medical bills fostered Frenchies might accrue.

If you know of anyone in Maine that might be able to help, please pass this along, or cross post to your own blog or mailing list.

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Sunday Night Puppy Blogging

Sleeping on mom's tummyThe boy is doing better – he’s over a pound now, and his sister is almost a pound and a half. He seems to do well so long as I bottle feed him every other feeding. In between, he nurses from mom and tans his tummy under the heat lamp. Life is, apparently, good.

After I’m done bottle feeding Fat Boy (which is his unofficial nickname at the moment), Sailor gets his leftover formula. She’s quite happy with this arrangement, and has started to look forward to bottle time almost as much as he does. Tonight she was so eager she didn’t even want to wait for me to take the formula out of the bottle – check out the film clip after the cut, along with some gratuitous photos of puppy bellies.

By the way, as I mentioned in the comments down below, Sean now officially wins the title of ‘world’s most fearless pet food tester’, because yesterday he…

Ate.
A spoonful.
Of canned tripe.

Bow to the awesomeness that is Sean’s cast iron gut. He actually said it didn’t taste that bad – but this is the guy who I watched eat a plateful of BBQ pig snout in .St. Louis, so take it with a grain of salt – and a bottle of pepto.

Don’t forget – pix and a vid clip after the cut.

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French Bulldog Puppies on Frenchie Puppy Cam

Live French Bulldog Puppy Cam

Our new live French Bulldog puppy cam is now running! If you haven’t been watching, you’re missing out. The cam, on periodically throughout the day, is a close up view of the puppies, doing the things puppies do – eating, sleeping, rolling around, kicking their feet in the air, and generally being adorable. The cam isn’t on all day (we have country internet with a usage cap, and running it 24/7 would kill us), but I announce when it’s on via Twitter and Facebook. Here’s the link –

http://dropc.am/p/vy4U1F

The cam (which is a Dropcam, and I can NOT recommend it highly enough!!) works on all desktop computers, but on mobile devices you might have to install the Dropcam app, look up the cam feed, and watch via the app.