There’s a dance to life…

I believe there’s a rhythm and a balance…

I need to believe there’s a purpose to everything…………

…………..and sometimes/most times………..it’s none of my business to understand that purpose…

It’s my job just to keep going………

To take the next, best step……….

Giving up is not a step…………it’s not right/it’s not wrong………….but not moving forward is not the right thing to do………….

Fey’s puppies………all fifteen of them………

………for three weeks I stayed by them, I slept by them, I did everything I could think of for them…

We returned to my vet’s office for evaluations………

Everything that could be checked was all right……..no parasites…….no obvious symptoms of ANYTHING…

 

 

My vet did reiterate that sight hounds, especially this breed of sight hounds, are incredibly delicate.

Their sensitivity to anesthesia is well documented.

 

Obviously, there are other not-so-well-documented sensitivities.

But, I really did try……..I am second-guessing everything right now…

Those of you who have ever had to orphan-raise neonate puppies will recognize some of these terms and procedures.

I supplemented with probiotics of various cultures.  I administered oral/liquid antibiotics.  I added puppy-appropriate electrolytes.  I gave SQ (subcutaneous) injections of Ringer’s Lactate solution for hydration………….

But, it wasn’t enough.

And something took each puppy with regularity, until they were all gone.

But we haven’t figured out why they died yet.

Maybe there was a reason Fey wanted to kill them?

I’ll never know and Fey isn’t volunteering anything.,,

I am thoroughly shell-shocked.

I just need to curl up in a fetal position in some dark corner for a while.

 

But, I do love this breed of hounds.

I do.

I need to back away; collect all the information I can; and try to make some sense out of all of this.

And……………

…………..we are awaiting the results from yet more necropsy reports.