Lucy and her big belly

So, Lucy is growing, growing, growing--and I am wondering, "Okay, how many are in there?!" It's a bit frightening to see her uncomfortable at this point in time when her actual due date is the 20th of Oct. I kinda of feel she isn't going to make it to the 20th. She happens to be a big chi- not huge, just a good size for breeding, you could say. So, that comforts me a bit. I remember Nini's first litter--she was huge-ginormous, monstrous--and out came 5. Nini is a bit smaller in frame than Lucy.

Canela and Romeo are doing well. Although, I would like to see him nibble on the dry food a bit more--he is being spoiled by momma's milk for now--and although, I know, it is best for him, I want to see him be more independent of her, that aspect. Canela is being great at night for him, though--when at this point she really doesn't even need to nurse him anymore--all of his teeth are in. But, she chugs away in her duty to him.

My mom recently moved into our home with us. And, she is a great help-great mother that I would do anything for, as she has done all her life for my brother and me. But, along with her came two more chis and a 16 yr old Corgie mix, which is half blind and almost completely deaf. Little fingers are barely making it out of her mouth, some days. It can get a bit overwhelming most days. Don't even mention the doorbell ringing!!! Crazy!!! But, we are who we are and we love our family--meaning humans and animals alike--couldn't have it any other way...

Babies have gone

Well, the day arrived. Boom Boom Jr, as I like to call him, and Kirby (as K's son has named him) have gone to their true home. They will be 7 weeks this coming Sat and should do just fine. They are eating wet food well and beginning to eat the dry too. Canela's little boy, which I think will be called Romeo, is missing his brothers dearly. It pains me to see him this way. He stands in the baby pool and looks around. Then, he begins to whimper. So, we pick him up and he gets to walk around or be on the bed, where we took our afternoon nap, with us.

Hopefully, real soon they will be back to play or we will go there to play... Can't wait...

Sleepy Hot days (daze)

So, it has been very hot in Central Florida this year. With little rain, it seems even hotter. The dogs all got a buzz cut, thanks to my new clippers (which weren't cheap, but very worth the $). Chico, of course, looks nothing like himself because he is chocolate tipped-meaning only the ends of his body hairs are colored chocolate the bottom half is silver/white. So, when he is buzzed he looks like a Freaky Freak... =)

The baby boys are doing really well. Playing hard and sleeping hard. Not to mention peeing and pooing bigger each day! But, they are beginning to really dig the wet food, not the dry yet (teeth have not fully come in). Eventhough, they still think Momma's milk is #1... Can't get enough of it. Canela is being fed throughout the day, so she can maintain her sugar level and energy up, in order to better produce milk and not feel so exhausted. She is as fat as ever-if you can believe that... She continues to be a GREAT mommy. I am not looking forward to the day, which will be soon, when the two boys which belong to floridachi.com (BB & Chico's litter), have to go... But, hey they deserve to be there and I know Karen is dying to have them there...

Lucy is tired and getting bigger. She is already showing. To those out there that are thinking, "How could you have let her get prego again," well, there is some literature out there that suggests that two consecutive pregnancies are better for the uterus in preparation for future pregnancies, in the case of dog. We shall see. Up to now, all is well. She is a bit sicker to her stomach, (repugniated) not vomitting. We are looking forward to her pups and seeing what she has this time--will they all be BLUES again??? Oct 20th is her due date.

Horses gone to the dogs

Man have we been working hard here! Clearing land of all things--I have to say--if you can hire a professional to do it--it's worth the $!!! My husband, Carlos, and I have been stump grinding-no less than 26 stumps, tilling, cutting trees and limbs, and clearing out vines. I am exhausted! All this so that the horses can get into their new pasture. Well their pasture, now, is the run that used to belong to the dogs...

Poor chis, they have to settle for a much smaller piece of yard to do their thing nowadays. The grass that once covered their run has been eaten and trampled by the hooves of our mares that each weigh around 1000 lbs... But, it seems the end is getting close and the pasture will be done soon- I hope...

So, the chis will have their yard back and the horses will have a bigger pasture to romp around and eat grass in...

Fun times begin...

So, now they are walking and eating real puppy food... Which means, their poops and pees are getting bigger and bigger and bigger. Which means more cleaning and washing of bedding!

But, hey, it's fun to watch them get around and bite down on each other--trying to wrestle an ear or foot... Now when they here me say, "Where are the babies?" they turn to find my face and run toward me; too precious...

Chico Jr, Karen's boy, is sooo flipping cute--such a little model of Daddy. He looks to have light eyes... If he ends up with light eyes--he will be such a latin lover--watch out chi chis!!!

Life goes on...

I haven't had the heart to get back on and blog since all that has happened... But, life seems to be getting back to normal. The pain has subsided--but, just this past Saturday as I was cleaning the back porch of all the little presents my little ones have left since the horses moved into their yard--it all hit me again. I started to relive all that happened with BB and get down on myself for not figuring out what was happening sooner...

That has been the hardest for me--wishing I had more foresight. But, I guess I need to take solace in the fact that lessons in life are just that--learning opportunities to avoid future repeats... I am very much a perfectionist and this concept can be hard for me, at times...

Yet, when I see what a good job Canela has done with the Boys, it awes and amazes me---that things happened as they did and that Canela was able to provide for BB's boys in their time of need. And that Karen was able to get rest in her angst--the sleepless nights of bottle feeding would have added more stress to her strained mind...

So, life continues it's cycle of adding and taking from this world... Thank goodness, and I firmly believe this, that like energy, there is no beginning and no end--we will all meet again...