Being the very schedule driven woman that I am (Which is not at all, I try but lets be serious I’m gonna half write this post on sunday and then maybe wednesday I’ll take pictures and post it. I’m working on it I swear)
It’s monday morning and as all mondays are I am up and ready for the world..not. Stumble into life to find that Audrey has gotten sick all over the apartment.
Clean it up, Make her some rice, and quarantine her to the kitchen while I call the vet.
Met with a hurried “No Food, No Water we will call you back in a minute”
Move her to the whelping box. A friend asked what I would do if she started labor things this week instead of next week. Your answer? Sit on my bedroom floor in the puppy corner and wait for the vet/any more changes on Audrey’s end..that’s what I’ll do.
She hasn’t shown any other signs besides vomiting, the pups are moving like dancing aliens. No pawing, or digging, or restlessness. She’s just napping and giving me the look like “I’m not that sick mom please don’t take me to the doctors just let me stay home from school” You know, that look.
And just like that we have the start of signs..the pre-pre-labor signs. Her temperature has dropped to 100.1 so we are maybe five days out? So now starts the daily temperature checks!!
That was a mildly crazy monday morning..but this means I can handle anything this week right? Right Pup-a-lup?