Here are a couple of things I cannot resist in life : kissing the silky skin on a little baby’s neck, being mesmerised by the full butter-moon rising over the Tsitsikamma Mountains…. and smelling the puppyness on a little puppy’s breath…
Our son Matt was diagnosed as a Type 1 Diabetic two days before his 10th birthday. Needless to say, our lives changed from that day - and, once we learnt what we had to, it was for the better as we all now enjoy a much healthier lifestyle.. However, on the day Matt was released from hospital, his dietician had a tiny Yorkshire Terrier puppy in her rooms who absolutely captivated his attention. He used his desire for such a little puppy as motivation to learn how to monitor his blood sugar, count his carbs and give the correct amount of insulin. All of this involved a lot of needles – which is not easy for a 10-year-old to come to terms with. Matt persevered and as his reward, we bought him a tiny 400g Yorkshire Terrier puppy. Happiness!!
Now, four years down the line, we have a male and female, Ziggy and Sparkle. They fell pregnant and the pups were due on Tuesday, 2nd August 2011.. Sparkle is the very best of Moms and, on the day, decided to burrow underneath our deck in front of the house to find a spot, unaccessable to our extremely curious German Shepherd, Shadow…
After searching for her for two hours, Shadow showed me where she was – totally inaccessable – unless we removed the decking and also burrowed under the house. Which, it goes without saying, is exactly what we did.
A high-tech operation followed where Andy devised special long-handled tools which Elvis, one of our hosts at Hog Hollow, and Corneliyas, our stable manager, deftly put to good use to gently extract Mom and new born pups.
Of the four pups born, only two were breathing, one was out of its amniotic sac but cold and lifeless whilst the other was still in the sac, also lifeless and cold. Sparkle was totally exhausted from the birthing effort and the cold and muddy birthing chamber she had selected. Elvis and I quickly rubbed Sparkle and her first two pups with fluffy towels and then laid them on little bed with a warm hot water bottle before turning our attention to the other ‘lifeless’ pups. I cleaned the first pup’s little mouth and nostrils and started massaging it down the length of its back with a towel, gently rubbing up and down until it took its first breath. Elvis continued massaging the little pup in this manner whilst I took up the fourth little pup still ensconsed in her amniotic sac..
I must admit I thought this was a bit of a futile exercise but just couldn’t give up on this little girl – she was tiny – at least half the size of her siblings and totally dainty… Smaller than my Blackberry!!!! After opening the sac, I also cleaned her little mouth and tiny nose and held her upside down to drain any fluid that might block her airways, before massaging her with the towel. After approximately ten minutes she suddenly took a huge breath – I couldn’t believe it and Elvis, Corneliyas and I all burst out laughing – joy and relief!!!
Sparkle took over from there and is now the proud Mom of four plump little pups. Just goes to show, its never over until…. the last pup starts breathing!!!!!









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