I know one thing for sure.

Molly’s pregnant…

We weren’t sure if she was for the longest time.

 

But she’s large now….

 

 

 

So, that means she’s fertile……….

………..which also means……………

Ben’s fertile.

We didn’t know that for sure before now either.

This is both Molly’s and Ben’s first litter of puppies.

Molly’s huge and uncomfortable.

If this is a false pregnancy…………………..it is Super-D-Dooper believable…

Irish Wolfhounds are such a unique, confounding, frustrating breed.

The moms-to-be don’t look pregnant for the longest time……..you’re sure they’re not pregnant……..then somewhere during the last ten days of the sixty-three day gestation……..they inflate into furry zeppelins…

 

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Over all this time, we have NEVER had luck with natural delivery.

Patience……..more patience……..Oxytocin……..more patience……..more nail-biting patience……..then, emergency c-section…

 

We’ve been breeding Wolfhounds for more than twenty-five years.

Now, we just schedule cesarian sections.

The vets and the medicines and the facilities are all right there and available for any emergency that the silly Wolfhounds can think up.

Irish Wolfhounds are oddly delicate in weird ways.

They are huge hounds………..you would expect them to be tough and hearty along with their hugeness…

Well, they are as adults.

 

But they aren’t as puppies, newly into this world.

The adults don’t naturally breed with successful regularity.

 

 

They DON’T whelp easily (uteral-inertia———they have long, lazy torsos———they ignore labor contractions).

 

 

 

AND then they don’t produce massive (or adequate) amounts of milk, and sometimes the milk’s just not good…………….

And that’s why you don’t see Irish Wolfhounds on every street corner!

I can say for sure that we will have puppies in a few days.  We have a date for the scheduled delivery, with appropriately skilled veterinarian assistance.

I’m thinking my postings in the next days will either be sketchy………or profuse.

 

I’ll either be super busy with neonate puppies or bored with being chained to the couch next to their puppy-box and I’ll have so much time on my hands, that all I will be able to do is write to my cloud-friend, Pascal…………….

 

Pascal, aren’t you so lucky!

We’re ready.

Molly’s ready……………….

(Ben’s clueless…)

Honestly………………poor Molly looks overly-ready.

 

 

She’s a dirigible.