Tears of sadness and tears of joy.
Miikka went into labor only a few hours after we left for the Canadian National yesterday.
She did great and had capable hands with her.
I was in constant contact with the girl who was whelping her and the labor was progressing nicely.
When the first pup came out, we all knew it was not good. The little girl was 6 oz. (normal weight for my pups is 13-16 oz). And the pup had a wound on her abdomen. I told my friend to stop the bleeding and immediately called my friend, Mark Edwards, who is a pro trainer and was staying down the road.
Miikka cleaned the little girl up and she was trying to nurse, but struggling. Mark arrived and grabbed the little puppy and rushed her to the vet. Miikka was not at all concerned when she was taken, so that was a telling sign for me.
I spoke to the vet a short while later and she said the little pup had a birth defect and would likely not survive on her own. I told her to put her to sleep and end her suffering.
In short order, Miikka had 4 big, healthy males, all weighing 16 oz or more.
Those little guys have a big sister that will watch over them forever.
It's the first pup I've ever lost, and I'm sad I wasn't there, but me being there wouldn't have changed a thing.
I'm sad for the loss, but happy that she's not in pain. The boys are thriving and all have gained 2 oz already.
Miikka, as usual, is being a great mom and is very content.
I'll post up a couple pics later as we're still driving.
4 boys and an angel.