For the last few days I’ve been coaxing the dog we unofficially adopted into our yard with food scraps so she might choose to give birth to her puppies here. I had no idea how close she was to giving birth but joked with a few of our neighbours that she’d birth where she was fed the best! Unfortunately for me, but fortunately for Spotty dog, there was a mix up with our food order with a warm BBQ chicken replacing the (much craved) COLD free-range whole chicken. It’s not advisable for a pregnant woman to eat a pre-cooked chicken that’s sat in a warm car for two hours, but I’m pretty sure its super food for a pregnant dog!
For the record, Husband ate a fair bit of the chicken.
Last night Spotty slept under our bedroom donga which was unusual because it was so cold. I thought we might wake up to a pile of puppies. Instead we woke up to a chilly morning, Little Boy with a fever and Spotty in obvious labour. She made a little nest under our room and throughout the day had 5 puppies. At lunch time she disappeared. I started panicking when 4 hours went by and still no sign of Mumma Spotty. Her pups were hungry and getting cold. We went for a drive and asked a few people to keep a look out for her.
Eventually we found her! She was well hidden under the opposite donga bedroom to ours and seems to have had a few more puppies. One pup I found by itself with its little head stuck in part of the building. I thought I would decapitate it trying to get it out! It was very cold so might not survive. Hopefully in the morning Spotty will decide on a better nest for her babies.
I’m so grateful she chose our house. It’s nice to have some new life around here.