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They are a noisy bunch!

 

 

Christmas. How fun can it be! Standing out in the cold in your pajamas at night to ensure that the puppies do not do their business in the house but outside. Of course they don’t all go out at the same time and they don’t do everything at the same time. After this they have to eat and play extensively. All in all, it will take you almost 2 hours before you can go back to bed! But rarely do they put anything in the whelping box, so things are going in the right direction. Hopefully they will be completely housetrained in two to three weeks. But the door has to be left ajar so that they can go out, and we have made several adjustments to this. Fortunately, they understand the small crack through which to go outside, even at night, but they also feel how cold it is there and for some that is the signal to turn around and to relieve themselves on the corrugated cardboard inside. So there is no other option than to persist to go out in my pajamas in the middle of the night!

Then that litter of 2 puppies in May was a lot easier!

Just a few more days and then they are already 6 weeks. In the meantime, they make the whole house their playground and they know where to find Cytaugh when they feel like a sip of milk. They are doing well, the largest is still the largest and the smallest the smallest. There is more than a kilo difference between the two, but not in their brains! The two smallest females, Caira and Chasslynn, are the two smart ones and the most enterprising. Charlaigne and Caoimhe are a bit calmer and the males, Calum and Crumbaugh are real males; occasionally playing the boss but mostly lazy.

 

After the meals of steak tartare and puppy milk, they now mostly rely on meat and they like it the best. Very soon they will have their first day-old chicks, sprats and little chicken necks. Line training has started and the car is no longer strange to them. Next Monday they will be chipped and on Tuesday they will receive their first vaccination.

 

Cranston absolutely loves them and loves to be with them all the time. In his way he is very gentle with them but now and then a puppy flies through the air! Fortunately, they are still made of ‘rubber’ and can withstand a lot. Especially Caira is his favorite and she really lies down to be chapped! Brandir and Cearrean think they are still a bit too small, although Cearrean is very interested, but he thinks it is a bit much, 6 puppies.

 

 

 

Yes, Cearrean, a chapter on its own. After a period when things went reasonably well, things are going in the wrong direction again. You can clearly see that he has a lot of headaches and he takes it out on his housemates. Two and a half weeks ago I had an MRI scan of his head after Judith Adriaansens, the naturopath which is treating him, said there was ‘a’ process going on in his head. She was right! There appears to be a cyst between his large and small brains. This presses on the cerebellum and causes pain. It is also known that the cerebellum is not only responsible for motor skills but also for emotion, aggression, empathy and so on. So Cearrean’s behavior is very explainable, but also almost no longer tenable in recent weeks. He can very unexpectedly attack one of his housemates and especially Brandir does not accept this anymore. Cearrean’s behavior causes a lot of stress and tension and we had hoped that the medication he is now on would change this. Unfortunately this is very disappointing.

And when this was the only problem, but he also has problems with his right knee and his back very regularly. The pain relief that he receives is not sufficient for all these things and it especially occurs in the evening. Everything that comes within a radius of 4 meters is grunted. Really not fun. We still have to look at it, his behavior is very variable at the moment, but all in all I see it gloomy for him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And Cranston, he is a very beautiful puppy but … his lower jaw remains too short. After having his lower puppycanines removed at a very young age in the hope that these would not hinder the growth of the lower jaw, I unfortunately had to decide to have the lower canines shortened. This happened 2 weeks ago.

All in all, not such a good time. Fortunately the puppies make us laugh regularly and we enjoy them a lot.

 

It is now Tuesday December 29th. The storm last weekend was not conducive to housetraining! How they hate that dirty weather! And annoying that they are! It was also a short night. After they went to sleep with a full belly at 11:30, I only at 12:30, the first one woke up again at 1:30! Then it took until after three o’clock before they decided to go back to sleep. But at 7 am the alarm went off again because my car had to go to the garage (Simon was allowed to do that). After the puppies had eaten and had a mini nap, it started again. They really went out of their way to drive me crazy and squeaked, screamed and screeched the loudest. Even after they ate a pound of meat and had dessert at Cytaugh! And while I was trying to sort things out, they immediately reorganized it into a mess! If someone had said that puppies are FUN at the time, I would have strangled that person!

 

Yesterday the chipper came and they all have their number and their DNA has been taken. This all went very well.

This afternoon they will receive their first vaccination and will therefore have to make a longer drive than they are used to so far. The times they were in the car it went well, but those were only a few laps around our roundabout.

And then they have to be pricked for the liver shunt test next week. I don’t expect there to be a liver shunt, but you never know!

Until now they are growing well. They prefer to eat pure meat without puppy milk and still like to drink at Cytaugh. Cytaugh is not so happy with it anymore because those teeth are quite sharp. So drinking with mom will soon be over!

 

 

It is a nice bunch of puppies

 

The puppies are now two weeks old. They grow well and look fantastic. Cytaugh keeps them clean and because of this they shine like a mirror. Caira was the first to open her eyes a bit and was immediately waving to the world! Chasslynn was the first to carefully take several steps and now runs like a spider through the whelpingbox. She is a real racing monster!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the meantime, all have their eyes open and respond to sound. Now minimal, but in a few days you will no longer be able to open the slide of the whelping box without them hearing it.

 

 

 

 

 

They also display playing behavior. Now they usually bite in each other’s ears and legs  lying down and floundering , but it will soon be during walking and falling over.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The differences in character are getting bigger, the males are real males; calmer and less impulsive. But Calum can demand a lot of attention. Chasslynn is a small busy thing, she beeps loud and clear and is usually the first with everything. Caira is clever, smart but not loud, Caoimhe is calm but can grow quite a throat if she wants something, Charlaigne is the quietest of all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What they all love is a ‘group hug’, preferably all at the same time getting a hug. Even if one is screeching, he or she often becomes silent when you pick him or her up. They really enjoy being cuddled.

Well, we take the time for that!

 

 

 

Every day it gets a little better

 

Saterday, November 21

After I returned from the vet with Cytaugh and the deceased puppy around 6pm on Wednesday (Nov.18), I didn’t feel like burying it anymore. I did this on Thursday after I first weighed him; it weighed a whopping 618 grams, the heaviest of all. And what a beautiful puppy it was!

 

The first days after the caesarean section Cytaugh had a significant increase, even up to 39.9 Cº, fortunately it is now dropping but it is going slowly. She feels okay and eats and drinks well. She is a loving mother and keeps her offspring clean.

Fortunately, Cytaugh lies still in the whelpingbox and does not get up to turn around so I don’t have to worry (not yet) about that but she likes to stretch her legs regularly, every 2 to 3 hours, and to pee. Of course, this also continues at night! And of course she doesn’t pee right away, she prefers to walk halfway through the forest! You are immediately wide awake again. Of the first 5 days (180 hours) I slept for a total of 16 hours. The annoying thing is that when the puppies are in their little box because Cytaugh has to get out, they are sleeping well and you don’t hear them. But when they are in Cytaugh’s whelping box, you constantly hear one squeak, suck or moan, it is hardly silent for a moment. Cytaugh is also panting a lot, it is too hot for her, especially now that she is also raised.

 

Sunday afternoon I saw a wound besides Cytaugh’s tail. When I examined it more closely, a lot of thickened anal fluid came out! So it turned out to be a burst, inflamed anal gland. Very strange that it did not smell at all and that Cytaugh was not bothered by it.

Fortunately, Cytaugh’s temperature is going in the right direction, at the beginning of the evening it had finally dropped below 39. Let’s hope this trend continues.

 

 

 

Monday, November 23

It was a very restless night. Cytaugh wanted to get out at 3:00 am and before she finally had a pee I was half an hour further. Since it is quite dark in our forest, I bring a flashlight. We then act as quietly as possible otherwise a dog in the neighbourhood will bark. You really feel like a thief in the dark and wonder when someone calls the police. Fortunately that hasn’t happened yet! The puppies also kept busy and never slept for a moment, so neither did I.

 

I went to the vet with Cytaugh to have the anal gland treated with an antibiotic ointment. The vet also checked the stitches. At least that all looked good.

The puppies didn’t like the fact that mothers were not there. When she was not in the whelping box within half an hour, they jointly put up a huge throat. Simon was pretty sweet with it!

 

The only puppy that has doubled its birth weight after a week is the turquoise male. The red female, the smallest of the bunch, doubled her weight the next day and the rest the day after. They grow steadily, but they all sometimes have an outlier or have gained a lot less weight a day. But they shine towards you and are vibrant.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday, November 26

In the meantime we have already trimmed the nails of the puppies with the nail grinder twice. They grow very fast and the brackets that arise are razor-sharp.

 

Cytaugh now and then jumps out of the box, but as soon as the puppies start to squeak too much, she also goes back. Now it is still feasible to keep the six aside for a while when she steps in, but when the puppies get faster, it becomes a lot of tricks again. Fortunately, she stays in the whelping box all night long.

 

In the meantime I also have to deal with the other hounds. Now and then they also need to be brushed and their nails trimmed. And especially Cearrean needs regular special attention in the form of search games. He likes this and uses his nose well. He spends a lot of time outside with Cranston and together they “clean up” the grounds.

 

Cranston continues to grow considerably, he is almost the same size as Brandir! It is a wonderful puppy who enjoys life to the full.

My Croton is also admired every day at the moment, it has such nice flowers!

 

 

Friday, November 27.

This afternoon we went to the vet for a check-up with Cytaugh. Everything was fine and I can let the wound close. One less worry. The nights also get a bit quieter. Usually I “sleep” until 5:00 or 6:00 and then wake up Simon, then I actually go to bed and sleep for a few hours, Simon then stays with the pups.

 

Most puppies are already over a kilo, only the red female is not quite yet but she is growing fastest in proportion! Who knows, she might catch up with her pink sister! The eyes start to open slowly, with several you can already see a small crack. I wonder how blue they become, light eyes are in the bloodline so it can just pop out, I hope not!

 

 

 

 

And there they are!

Monday, November 16. 03.00 am. After noticing that Cytaugh’s temperature was dropping around noon, I watched this closely. For a long time it stuck at 37.2 before dropping to 37.1 around 7 p.m. and by 9 p.m. it had already risen to 37.3. Since the delivery will not take long anymore, and there are always exceptions, I took it for granted and did not go to bed. Cytaugh did, she had almost all the beds in the house before she got up at half past three and was escorted by me to the whelping box. Here she lay down quietly and finally wanted to drink a few sips of milk. I saw the puppies moving in her belly. At 4 o’clock she started to pant a little but a little later she calmed down and drank a little again.

And so it went on until half past ten in the morning.

 

Tuesday, November 17, 3.25 am. Simon woke up at 7 and went for a walk with the other hounds. After everyone had breakfast and Cytaugh was sleeping peacefully in the whelping box, I could also go to sleep for a few hours. It only became two hours because at 10.30 am Simon called me that Cytaugh was contracting. It ended here. In the course of the afternoon she had a contraction now and then, but she didn’t really push through. It didn’t get a bit more serious until 3:30 am and after a few contractions a bladder appeared. But it did not continue and the bladder disappeared. I took Cytaugh on a leash and went out. There the bladder appeared again! Back home soon because Simon was out walking with the other hounds and I didn’t want to take in a puppy outside while Cytaugh was half panicked. Hop in the whelping box and then the bladder turned out to be an empty ball of about 7 centimeters in diameter, there was no puppy in it, only moisture!

After about fifteen minutes, Cytaugh went into labor again and started straining. Once again a bladder appeared and disappeared because Cytaugh was not pushing properly. So back on the leash and outside. After a good 50 meters, the bladder appeared and Cytaugh started to push. I collected the pup with afterbirth in a warm towel, quickly shed its membranes and ran home as quickly as possible. Cytaugh in the whelping box, rub the puppy dry, get it started and with mothers. This was a 520 gram male, was born at approximately 4.25 pm and got the turquoise band.

 

Fortunately, Cytaugh was already giving milk so that went well right away. She was so busy with her firstborn that I didn’t get the chance to take a proper picture of him and in the meantime the contractions started again and at 5.15 pm a second male of 572 grams was born with some difficulty. This one got the dark blue strap.

Three quarters of an hour later, at 6.00 pm, a female was born. I was already afraid that only males would come and that I would again have to disappoint the long-waiting. Fortunately, this lady weighed about 492 grams and got the orange band.

 

But I didn’t get time to weigh her and put on the band because 7 minutes later another bitch was born. She weighed 450 grams and got the pink ribbon.

Now we had some time to clean the whelping box and to put down a clean fat bed, fresh mats and towels, to give Cytaugh something to eat and to relax ourselves.

 

While I was busy in the kitchen Simon called me that another puppy was on the way. When I got to Cytaugh the two back legs and the tail were sticking out of her vulva. Fortunately, with the next contraction the whole puppy came out but completely out of the membranes and she had swollowed a lot of fluid. It took quite a bit of effort to get her empty and going but she made it! She weighed only 360 grams and got the red band.

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, November 18. It has now been 7 o’clock, the puppies are all doing well. Cytaugh shows herself as an exemplary mother, eats and drinks well and gives good milk. She is still quite restless and pants a lot.

 

10.47 am. It was some work again! A quiet breakfast was not an option. At 8 minutes before 8 another bitch was born! She weighed 494 grams and now wears the green strap. In the photo below she is on the left, without any color.

 

 

Noon, Cytaugh is panting again and she has the occasional contraction. So it looks like another puppy is on the way. Over time, the number of contractions diminish and walking outside does not bring anything either. I call the vet and say I’m coming with Cytaugh. After having made an ultrasound it appears that there is indeed a puppy in it and it is decided to first administer oxytocin and see if Cytaugh can manage to give birth to the puppy herself. But that does not work, the few contractions she still gets is not strong enough to expel the puppy. Then it is decided to have a Caesarean section. Unfortunately it turns out that the male has become completely full of moisture and whatever they do, he will not survive. In and in sad, it was such a lovely puppy.

When we got home, we spent hours reuniting Cytaugh with her children. After that affair with Cearrean two years ago, we were really afraid things were going to go wrong. At first Cytaugh really didn’t like her puppies, but after laying them with her one by one and then two at a time, things got better and better and last night they mostly lay with her. It was even the case that after walking for a while at 5.00 am she insisted on having her puppies with her.

 

 

 

It is going in the right direction, please let it continue like this, this was enough stress for the next 10 years!

 

Just one little week to go!

 

 

It’s getting exciting! The whelping box is ready and Cytaugh has approved it, but she does not stay in it for long. Her belly is growing well, she is getting bigger every day and you can feel the puppies move. She eats smaller portions more often and likes something different every time.

 

 

 

 

 

She doesn’t like to walk anymore and she just lugs behind you a bit. What she likes to do is dive into the garden in the evening and dig a hole somewhere under a bush or pine. We will not allow that!

 

 

 

 

In the meantime, Cranston continues to grow well. It is a very cheerful puppy with a wonderful character. He is already becoming quite a guy and things are also getting faster in the game with Cearrean. They are intensely close friends and can play and scratch around together for hours.

 

 

Fortunately, Cearrean is now doing a lot better. After a very bad period, in which he regularly acted ugly to his housemates, I sought help from a naturopath. She discovered several blockages in his spine and it turned out that he has enormous trauma from his birth and the first weeks after. Well, that may add up! After several acupuncture and osteopathy treatments, we have now ended up with a behavioral therapist who teaches us to use exercises to ensure that Cearrean relaxes a little more and calms his head. In the meantime, he is regularly examined by the naturopath so that we can make timely adjustments. All in all, we clearly see improvement and I am glad I took this step.

 

Puppies are on the way!

 

 

After having had the feeling that Cytaugh could be pregnant for more than a week; she doesn’t want to eat any more fish, is lazy as a pig and is occasionally nauseous, I had an ultrasound made of Cytaugh’s stomach yesterday, October 14.

And yes, there were several embryos on display! The doctor did not count extensively but looked like this already 4. Now we hope that enough females will be born so that I can make long-waiting happy.

 

 

We expect a lot from this combination. If the right genes are mixed properly, beautiful, strong puppies will be born. Uther largely represents the type of Deerhound that I prefer; strong and powerful with a super sweet character and a good hunting instinct.

A Deerhound capable for what it was once bred for!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Uther is the great-grandchild of Rosslyn Magi Among Shagied. In 2011 Sonja and I went to this male for a mating with Cheytah. Unfortunately no puppies were born then, it would be nice if his great-great-grandchildren look like him!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If all goes well, the puppies will be born around November 17.

 

 

Two pleasant weekends

After the holidays and the hustle and bustle around Cytaugh, we had the national coursing of WRV ‘t Haasje on September 19. On Friday afternoon, Cearrean was finally able to run the first course for his coursinglisence thanks to Henriëtte’s Saluki Geer. This went fine. On Saturday morning he ran the second course together with the Sloughi Gabr van Els and Frie and this also went well. So Cearrean can get to work. It was a very nice weekend, a little too hot at times and quite cold in the evenings but we survived and now know how to set up camp next time at this place in high temperatures and lots of sunshine.

After we packed our things again on Sunday, we first went to pick up 3 new chickens in Langerak. Now we have 7 chickens and 1 rooster again, they fit exactly on the perch in their ‘enclosure’. Let’s hope that some more eggs are produced.

Also when I got home I checked whether the bees were still hanging in the tree. Somewhere since April / May we have a ‘wild beehive’ hanging in the oak. Now we even saw honeycombs. I just hope the nest doesn’t come down because that could become a problem with curious Deerhounds!

 

 

 

The following weekend we had our CC2000 funcoursing in Coevorden. Just under 30 dogs wree entered and ran various parts of the 900 meter long parcours. Sonja had also come to give the girls a nice workout again. The organizing team, which now also includes Edith and Willem Jorritsma, thus stood with 4 units within one fence and this created a high “Nienoord” feeling. The “Nienoord” feeling was also reinforced by the presence of Nelli with her young Sloughi Tiffa and Alfred and Gineke with their Salukis and a Galgo. Within the fence, all hounds were mixed together nicely; 6 Deerhounds, 6 Whippets and 1 Galgo. Lovely !!! Especially for Cranston this was fantastic, he learned a lot but above all had a lot of fun. The weather was great and it was again a great weekend.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hopefully we can experience a few more fun events before Cytaugh enters the whelping box. But I will only know in a week and a half whether that will actually happen. We keep our fingers crossed!

 

And many thanks to Sonja Koning for those beautifull pictures!!!

 

And that was our holiday.

While we were busy on Sunday August 25 to pack the caravan and the car for a 25-day trip, one of the young Faverolles chickens turned out to have major problems laying her first egg. This came out with cloaca and all. I removed the egg and tried to fix it but unfortunately to no avail so Simon could take her to the vet on Monday morning, before we left, to put her to sleep. Very sad, it was such a nice chicken. This was a bad start to the holiday and the weather forecast was also not so good for the first days.

In the meantime I had further packed up the caravan and filled the two freezers, which were at the back of the car, with about 40 kilos of meat for the hounds. Not enough for 25 days, but we would supplement it at Sonja if we would descend towards Tüttleben.

After Simon returned from the vet, we hung the caravan behind the car and we could leave. But when we get through the gate, we have to uncouple the caravan and take the next corner with the mover. Unfortunately the reels didn’t respond to the remote so we couldn’t turn the corner. First replace the batteries, this to no avail. Bought new batteries and tried, this did not help either. Then we asked the neighbour to help push and yes, with united forces the caravan got around the corner and we could finally continue our way towards camping “De Paardenbloem” in Deurningen.

We would stay here for two nights. We decided to only put the awning on but when Simon put some tension on it, an attachment eye broke off. We were convinced that there should be something like this in the caravan but unfortunately…. so Simon had to go because without this eye we could not set up the awning.

We were now close to Lemele where Callaghan lives, so that was a great opportunity to hand over the pedigree and let the two brothers play together again. Well they did!

On Wednesday we left for Camping-Paradies “Grüner Jäger” in Everinghausen, just past Bremen. The name of the campsite suggests something and indeed there was a large meadow with a fair number of fallow deer. In the meantime it was pouring out of the air and I tried to let the hounds out in between the showers, but Cranston and Cearrean could not believe their eyes and were no longer able to do another step. Too interesting all those deer!

The next day the journey went by ferry from Puttgarden to Rødby to Maribo in Denmark. This was a beautiful spacious campsite where you could walk extremely well with the hounds and where we could finally enjoy the sun.

But not for long, because after we had done some shopping in Maribo on Friday morning, we continued towards Vordingborg, where Simon would give a seminar on “building a good coursing parcourse”. This would take up all of Saturday and Sunday. It was organized by Frank Plith in collaboration with the Danish running and coursing committee and it took place with Bille and Freddy who provided a nice large field of several hectares.

Fortunately we were able to build up our things in a nice sheltered spot because it was very windy. In the night from Friday to Saturday it started to rain and thunder terribly at one point, really huge showers passed over us and I did not sleep a wink because I know that Brandir is / was terribly afraid of thunderstorms. He has been on Chinese herbs (Geria) for a few months because he started to show symptoms of dementia, and I had already noticed that he was much better. Only now it turned out how good! He just slept through !! No anxiety or panic, he just stayed calm on his bed. Unbelievable!

The seminar was a great success. About 15 people participated and were very enthusiastic, they later said that they had learned a lot and now understand why a good parcourse is so important. Several parcourses were also explained and laid out, then commented on and discussed why it didn’t work. All in all very educational and it should happen in all countries because what you usually see in courses… ..!

Monday morning we broke up our things again and left for Flyvesandet. A campsite in the north of the island of Fun, where we have been regularly since 2001. Just before we got to the campsite, a herd of fallow deer crossed the road. Cearrean just hung his head out of the window and would have popped out if he had been a little smaller. That was promising because once Cearrean knows that there is game running, he can no longer run free. 

After arrival we first walked around the campsite to find a nice place where we could drop off a large part so that Cearrean and Cranston had enough space to play. Halfway through the “quest” a large hare jumped up. Well that could get exciting! Fortunately, he didn’t show himself that often anymore for the rest of the week and he also stayed a bit away from our camp, so sensible!

If the moon phase is good, and therefore not a full moon like this week, you can walk for miles here. There is then about 5 centimetres of water on a mirror-smooth seabed. Ideal to let the hounds race. But unfortunately the water did not drop more than about a foot now and that is a bit too high for Cranston. The first time Simon walked into the water and the hounds followed him, Cranston followed, but soon almost went under. After this he preferred to stay on the shore, wet feet could then just but he did not go further into the sea. But he still had a lot of fun and enjoyed it to the fullest.

For Cearrean we brought the throwing stick and a tennis ball, he was completely fed up and couldn’t get enough! In any case, he is not afraid of water!

But unfortunately …. Cytaugh had decided to come into season on the Monday we arrived in Flyvesandet and since she was supposed to be mated, the plans had to be overhauled. This meant; not going to Sonja the following week to then go to Tüttleben where Simon would provide a coursing training, but leave for home on Saturday.

 

In the meantime we had already heard that Tüttleben would probably not continue due to too few registrations. Should it still go ahead, Simon could always go there with his tent and take care of the training.

With an overnight stay in Everinghausen, we came home on Sunday afternoon. Fortunately, the heart examination that was planned for Wednesday, September 16, could be brought forward for a week so that it was still done in time. To make ‘sure’ that Cytaugh would be on about the same schedule as two years ago, I made an appointment on Tuesday, the ninth day of her season, to have a progesterone test. Fortunately, this was still very low, as hoped, and the heart examination the day after, also had a very positive result.

I also consulted with two cardiologists regarding breeding with Cytaugh because Chidish, her brother, passed away last year after a coursing. He had mild DCM. But both believe that if the heart is so good at the age of 5.5 that you should not pass up the opportunity. It is very difficult to find lines without a hereditary condition and if there is a problem on one side and this problem has not yet manifested itself in the other line, you could risk it. Hopefully it will work out well too!

The chosen male is Beardswood Uther. A still young male with a nice spring of rib, strong bone and a fantastic character. The I.C. is 1.85 over 7 and 5.74 over 10 generations. If you look at the pedigree, there are many beautiful hounds behind the lines of which I have known several. Also quite a lot made it into double digits or near to it. We expect a lot from this combination!

The bad thing is that I couldn’t go to England for a natural mating and that is why fresh, chilled semen came to the Netherlands. We hope it all goes as expected and that we can welcome a few beautiful, healthy puppies in mid-November.

Despite everything, enjoy a little

 

 

 

The last days it was very nice to enjoy the sun again. After all that rain and cold wind, the hounds loved to lie on their stretchers in the sun. Cearrean preferred to keep scratching around, you sleep at night, not during the day!

 

 

 

 

Just like everyone, for us there is nothing to do. Everything has been canceled, the crowded agenda is suddenly completely empty. Now we hope that Vision is pregnant, then I have at least enough to do. We’ll know more in 15 days!

 

A new year, new opportunities.

 

 

It was already clear last year that this would be a busy and fully planned year. Also, the plans that we had with Vision, many planned events in which I would participate, could fall into the water. And so it will most likely happen.

 

The first event, the DWZRV-Sieger coursing in Tüttleben in the weekend of 29-2 / 1-3 was taken care of by Simon and Maarten and so we left on February 26, packed with lurecoursingmachines and an aggregate towards Warstein where we would spend the night. When we arrived at the campsite we ended up in the wet snow and mud, a cold and dirty start. But the next days the weather was not too bad and we could even occasionally enjoy the sun. Cytaugh was also allowed to participate and did so successfully! She became second of the 10 entered hounds while she is still in her afterseason. The men had laid out a nice parcours of over 900 meters and it was clear that many hounds were not yet in top condition, many slowed down after 500/600 meters. But the hounds enjoyed it and that’s why we are doing it. It was a nice weekend, a bit chilly and an occasional shower but all in all good to do.

 

Unfortunately Sonja could not be present with Vision as Vision was in season. And since it was intended that Vision would be covered, Sonja was very busy driving back and forth to Hannover to have the progesterone determined. Of course Vision took it easy and only after four punctures Sonja did get the green light on Wednesday 4 March to drive her to Frankfurt for the  mating with Fortheringhay’s Faerwald Fable. This mating took place on Friday, March 6. Then on Saturday, March 7, Vision was inseminated with the remaining frozen semen of 29 years old from my first Deerhound male Argyll Bryan from the Market Garden.

 

So now we have to wait and see if Vision is pregnant, we will know at the beginning of April. So it will be an exciting time again and hopefully a few fat puppies will crawl into the whelping box in two months.

Cearrean Argyll, one year young

 

Today, Cearrean became 1 year old. Last year, right after his birth, when you picked him up, he crawled into your sleeve now he has to lash my trousers every evening. He no longer fits in a sleeve with his 46 kilos, but his nose still fits in a trouser leg! He has become a bit firmer and I have to say that he is gradually starting to look better. His knee is still a problem, he is still thickened and painful after playing and running. But yes, keeping him calm is really not an option, I have never had such an energy bomb!

 

 

He plays a lot with his mother, the harder the better. Grandpa Brandir is still in control of him, but Brandir is increasingly struggling to ‘lay him down’, Cytaugh still succeeds. After all, Cearrean needs to know who’s in charge!

 

Furthermore, Cearrean is very strong minded. If he doesn’t want something, it doesn’t happen. The only way to bribe him is with cookies, but if he knows what you’re up to, and he doesn’t like it, you can forget that too. He is extremely smart, learns quickly, sees everything and is very good at manipulating. He prefers to spend the whole day outdoors, scrape around, dig a little bit, gnaw twigs and especially watch. Watching birds flying over, the squirrels in the trees, the workmen at the neighbours or the chickens (also nice to scare). He is never bored!

 

 

Cearrean is one who needs a lot of time, certainly another year or 4, for the time being he is still ‘puppy’!

A weekend at RONO-strand

 

Last week I had the caravan in front of the door and lugged full of what one needs. Cearrean bravely helped and he jumped in and out of the caravan as if he were used to it. Thursday 21 March, late in the morning, we left for Een where the Spring-Coursing would take place at RONOstrand. The trip went well and Cearrean behaved exemplary. In that regard, he is very easy, he thinks everything is fine as long as he can be there.
Cearrean was very amazed with all the dogs and of course had to greet everyone and everything. He does this with quite a bit of noise which I find very annoying but it is difficult to tell him off because he must like the other dogs.

 

Friday at the start of the afternoon we went to the ‘Nienoord Estate’ in Leek. Nostalgia! The hounds that we have now never run on Leek, but Cearrean’s father, Argyll Bryan from the Market Garden, ran his first coursing here in 1989. He was already 5 years old then! In the years before, he had already done several demonstrations and funcoursings, there were hardly any competitions then.

 

 

 

Nienoord has changed over the years; a lot of trees and shrubs have been felled, it looks bare, especially now that everything is still without leaves. The ice club has placed poles in the middle of the terrain and in the summer sheep are walking around. So if WvCNL wants to hold a competition there, they first have to remove the posts and fill in the gaps. Nor does the terrain seem to have improved in terms of holes and potholes. It is a shame but we have many wonderful memories of Nienoord. It was a great time!

Back on RONOstrand, Cearrean was the first to have a piece of “coursing”. Of course I had a real fur for him, that makes it extra exciting! And although he goes super fanatically behind his mouse, he still had to get used to the fur that just “ran away” over the sand. The first time it went a bit uncertain but the second time he went after his hare confidently.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He certainly enjoys the game and hopefully it will stay that way. 

 

It was Cytaugh’s turn on Saturday. She was the only Deerhound entered because Chidish had an  operation on his foot a week earlier, so she ran alone. I didn’t mind that because it was for the first time after her broken thumb and after the birth of Cearrean. It was clearly visible that her condition wasn’t the best, the first part of the course she ran beautifully but halfway you saw that the loose sand was troubling. But she had enjoyed it and her toe had remained whole again, that was the most important thing!
When, after a long pause, I wanted to prepare her for the second round, we were told that there was no more coursing. After the first round it turned out that a Whippet (from a very important person) most likely had broken his toe and it was thought that the cause was a stone because they found quite some stones in the sand. (But of course it could also have been a pulley.) This is of course ridiculous because those stones are always there and the soft sand with the stones never caused problems. It is also true that if you walk across any random coursing field, you will find stones, crown caps, plastic spoons, glass fragments and so on everywhere. This is unavoidable and never actually causes a problem. What was much worse was the coursing field of the NKC last year. Almost 3 of the 5 dogs rolled over there, I don’t know how many dogs got injured, Cytaugh broke her thumb there but do you think they would stop the competition? No of course not!!! And what about the grounds of the EKC; in Pouch (Germany) the entire area was full of broken glass, in Hungary the coursing area was more hole than field (by the ground squirrels) and in Italy the fields were littered with boulders of all sizes! (An Italian Greyhound has been killed as a result of crashing into a block.) No, canceling a game because of a few stones in soft sand I think is really going too far, I don’t have a good word for it, next time we will run on a billiard cloth! How do we ruin the coursing ?!

3 months young

 

Cearrean received his Rabies vaccination today. Now he is completely done with vet visits. Not that he found it annoying, quite the contrary! It made him very happy every time he saw the vet coming. Also on the scales and on the table is really cool because what a delicious cookie they have there! Tomorrow he will be 13 weeks young and now weighs 19 kilos, he is very sturdy, is still growing evenly in height and is nice and straight on his feet. In terms of character, he is already softer, barks less and he knows in the meantime that he is not allowed to bite my hands, which hardly ever happens.

Cytaugh and Brandir can have fun playing with him. Brandir is usually the first to play outside with Cearrean after the morning meal and roams around a bit. Then he wants to go back in and Cytaugh goes out to play with Cearrean. This is going very well, she is doing very carefully and challenges him to follow her when she gets a racing convulsion. Of course he cannot keep up with this and then shorten the route. Fortunately, Cytaugh looks carefully where she is walking and when they meet, she jumps over him. It is beautiful to see but I still hold my heart every time. But yes, Cearrean has to learn it all, also to avoid mother Cytaugh.

 

 

 

 

Chidish also starts to play a little more with Cearrean, but he has to determine the rules; if Cearrean is too cheeky, he will be strictly corrected!

 

In the evening he wants to be cozy on the boss’s lap. There must be played with a toy because he no longer hugs.

 

Cearrean now eats everything; of course the normal jerk of ground meat with vegetables and supplements and also whole sprats, pieces of chicken carcass, chicken necks, whole day-old chicks and everything that the pot scrapes. He is definitely not a difficult eater!

Cearrean has a new girlfriend!

 

In the meantime, Cearrean has had coursing training. The cat toy, a mouse on a rod, is ideal for this. Cearrean finds it a fantastic game and shows itself to be a fanatic. Let’s hope he continues to like it.

 

 

Last week Sonja was here with Bernice, Vision and Lita. Lita is an old Galgo lady who has been living with Sonja since the end of July. She is from Spain where she lived as a breeding bitch and the last weeks of her life there were not exactly fun. It is unbelievable how such an animal adapts to everything in a short time, it is as if she is not used to it otherwise.

Cearrean had only seen a Golden Retriever the week before and he found it a very weird animal, even now he had to get used to this appearance, but it went well very quickly.
Since Lita had so many puppies, Cearrean soon knew that he could do more with her than with the others. Lita’s long tail was THE play object of course, but she also clearly indicated if it hurt her or if she didn’t want to play him. When Sonja left for the camper with the three of them in the evening, Cearrean was squeaking at the door, but when Lita came back in the morning, the first thing Cearrean did was; hang on Lita’s tail. At the end of the week, Cearrean managed to lie comfortably with her in her bed in front of the wood stove, a friend for life.

Bernice and Vision weren’t very happy with that little thing and Bernice even sought the support of her brother!

On Thursday we tried to take some good photos of Cearrean. Well, forget it! He didn’t want to stand still for a second and would have jumped off the table if I wasn’t quick enough to grab him. What a wild thing! Even the bucket of tasty things could not tempt him. But Sonja succeeded in taking one reasonable picture.

 

It’s unbelievable as soon as all the time goes! Tomorrow Cearrean is 8 weeks old and he weighs almost 10 kilos. He develops very well, grows nicely evenly, is tidy, listens well to his name, walks nicely on lead, finds driving in the car no problem, is practically not afraid of anything and if you correct him you get a big mouth back! Driving him around in the Doggy Ride is not a success, he screams all together, that is something for small dogs, not for Deerhounds. He also absolutely does not accept being locked up anymore. So the whelping box with the fence around it is already gone. A real Deerhound with a head on it! We will have some problems with that.

 

 

 

Meanwhile, Chidish has also started to like him and occasionally plays with him. But I have to keep a close eye on that because it is going too hard and certainly when Cytaugh is also going to participate. Brandir turns out to be a babysitter, he regularly tours the grounds with his grandson. Also during the walks Cearrean usually walks with Brandir although it is also very nice to hang on the lines of Cytaugh and Chidish so that we no longer get ahead.

 

Cearrean, a real smart ass!

 

Today, Cearrean is five weeks young and has been eating from a little bowl for a few days. First milk with ground meat but in the meantime usually only different types of ground meat and pieces of fish and occasionally a little yogurt.
He has also been ‘toilet-trained’ for a few days. As soon as he wakes up or when he has been playing for a while, he walks to the door and does his needs nicely outside. At night he usually only wakes up once, he squeaks a few times and as soon as I let him out of the whelping box he runs to the door to quickly pee outside. In the meantime he knows exactly how to find the doors and he is so clever that when he has gone out one door he comes in through another, he just walks around the house! He also slowly pushes his limits, he walks further and further away. We have already done a round of terrain a few times with all of them and he thinks that is wonderful, he then walks without hesitation beside his mother, Chidish or Brandir.

 

Cytaugh and Brandir play a little with him now and then, they find it difficult and I have to keep an eye on it because it is going too hard. But Cearrean can take a beating, he is strong enough! He also tries to climb on everything to the displeasure of Chidish and Brandir. But if they growl, Cearrean is gone right away. In the meantime, he knows that he should approach those men calmly.

 

 

 

 

Cearrean still regularly falls out of bed. Whether it is the whelping box or the basket next to the stove, he rolls out his bed asleep at least once every two days.

 

 

He is quite independent and does not shy away from anything. When the ground was frozen, he thought it was strange for a while, but after a few seconds he just walked over it, just as with the snow. He soon went through with his nose, but he did not last very long, it was very cold anyway!

 

Brandir, Chidish and Cytaugh naturally loved it and enjoyed the snow.

Four weeks young

 

On Sunday evening I noticed a hard milk gland at Cytaugh. It was not painful or very red but Cearrean refused to drink from that nipple. So on Monday to the vet and putted Cytaugh on pup friendly antibiotics. Now, Thursday the inflammation is gone, everything feels soft again and Cearrean also drinks from this nipple again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the meantime, Brandir and Cearrean become increasingly bigger friends and it is wonderful to see how gently Brandir plays with that little one. Cytaugh has now also begun to rear, she regularly corrects him when he bites too hard in her tail or ears. We also have to take action because the teeth are razor sharp. Fortunately Cearrean responds well to the corrections, he is really not stupid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

We have been able to borrow a ‘Doggy Ride’ from a friend because staying alone at home will be a problem in the short term. The day before yesterday we arranged it with blankets and a Vetbed and tried it out. Cearrean thought it was fine, he was going to play with the duck and redesign the lot. Brandir and Cytaugh found it very exciting and kept a close eye on it. Very convenient that you can go from two sides!

 

Cearrean has also been outside for the first time. When he came with his feet in the grass he did a pee! At least he had no problems with it and Cytaugh also liked it and even started to challenge him, but Cearrean did not notice that, grass and all those leaves were quite exciting. It is a pity that there is such a cold wind or he could be more outside.

 

 

Yesterday Cearrean was 4 weeks young and weighed 4460 grams. In the meantime he is whelpingbox-trained, which means that he also wakes me up at night with a lot of squeaking because he has to pee. This he does nicely on a towel and then he runs through the house and I behind him with a piece of kitchen roll, and he seeks a place to defecate. He does this very regularly and unfortunately several times a day. I found it quite easy once in two days! But of course this is better and healthier. He prefers to eat with his mother, but we limit that a little bit, there are quite a lot of things that he can not digest yet. The steak tartar he find the least tasty, ground tripe and muscle meat is much better!

Meanwhile, he also occasionally wears a collar because he also has to get used to this.

 

 

 

How adorable he looks, he can be rowdy. His toys regularly have to pay for it, he shakes them all to death. This goes with such a strength that Cearrean  rolls over so that he gets more angry on the toy and he shakes it even harder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cearrean is not bored at all, toys enough! And he knows how to find this basket flawlessly and then to drag a toy to the whelping box. And after a game of romp it is good to rest on a warm spot with mom Cytaugh.

 


Cearrean Argyll already 3 kilos heavy!

 

He is doing well, the day before yesterday he weighed 3 kilos! Cearrean is already bigger than Sleepsheep but is always looking for it again, they are the best friends! He also plays with Sleepsheep, especially the tail, and the ears regularly have to pay for it. I wonder how often I can sew it again.

 

 

Yesterday he ate his first ball of steak tartare. The first bite he found strange but it still tasted to more and finally went smoothly inside. But we take it easy because Cytaugh has enough milk and she is now almost day and night with him in the whelping box. She is very caring and does not allow Brandir to come too close. Brandir thinks Cearrean is great and Chidish also sniffs him more often when Cytaugh is not around. Chidish thinks Cearrean is still a bit too small, he does not know what to do with it yet but I’m sure they will be the biggest buddies.

 

 

Cytaugh and Cearrean are also somewhere else; in the kitchen on the big bed or on a rug in the living room. Cozy with us together and get used to all sounds. Walking on the floor is improving and we have to be very careful because he is very enterprising!
He also shows his own will, if something does not please him, he shows it loud and clear but he also loves to hug and likes to lie on our lap.

 

And it grows and grows ……

 

 

This week I woke up at night and saw this cute scene. Fortunately the camera is always within reach and I did not have to leave my bed for it. Because I’m lying stiffly against the whelping box so that I can keep an eye on everything, even in my sleep. One little sound or leg that ticks something and I am awake. That was the first weeks really needed with a Cytaugh who did not like it all that much but in the meantime both are sleeping together, without any problem.

 

 

 

Cearrean is now two weeks and three days young and nearly  three kilo. With the previous puppies the heaviest was three kilos with three weeks. He may slow down a bit, I think.

 

 

Yesterday we put him on a Vetbed in the room, mother there and keep him busy. Because a little more exercise does him good. That turned out to be the case, because after a while he paid around for a big puddle and a little later he started pooping himself! Wow, how happy we were with this !!! For the first time that he did it himself! Hopefully it will continue like this, that saves a lot of annoying stuff for him.

 

 

Brandir and Chidish thought it was strange that he just running around. But Cearrean did not care about that!

 

 

 

 

Cearrean also starts to play a bit. The movements are not yet 100% coordinated, but he knows where to bite; in nose and ears!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two weeks young

 

Today Cearrean is 2 weeks young and he now weighs 2500 gam. Monday his eyes opened a bit and since today he really looks into the wide world. He does not see much yet, but he reacts very well to sound and also waddles to you when you gently clap your hands.

He is pretty lazy but what do you want if you have all the milk for yourself and do not have to fight for it. Also, you are not regularly woken by brothers or sisters so you can expand after the meal. So we started an activity program; more climbing, scrambling, rolling around and sleeping less. Luckily, Cytaugh is not in the whelpingbox day and night, so he does not have constant access to the milk bar, that differs something.

 

 

 

But all in all things are going well, Cytaugh is becoming more and more relaxed and keeps an eye on him more and more when we pick him up. So she is slowly going to like him.

And I, I think he is great !!!

Eleven days and 2 kilo weighty

 

Today Cearrean is 11 days young and weighs 2 kilos! He does not want to see the world yet and I can not blame him for it. He has already experienced so much; a mother who does not want to see him at first, she gives almost no milk and he has to drink from a bottle what he does not want, he falls out of bed and last Friday he was at the vet for the first time! It has been a bit difficult for a couple of days with his faeces, but usually I got something out once a day (well only at 2 o’clock at night). Well he had not relieved himself after Thursday night and despite the many massages, Activia, oil and Roosvicee Laxo still nothing came out, so we went to the doctor. Well, that enema helped fortunately. The stool looked good and was not too hard so what the problem is …? That was Friday at the end of the afternoon and until this afternoon he had not relieved himself again, despite the nightly massages. So again given an enema this afternoon and when he had emptied we put him back to Cytaugh. Now she suddenly cleaned him and there was again a little heap! I hope that Cytaugh will clean him well now so that everything works better for him. We’ll wait again.

 

But yesterday there was something that was not so nice for him. Cytaugh lay quietly in the whelping box with him, and he had been drinking well. Everything was okay until Cearrean suddenly gave a shriek. We did not see what happened and there was also no foretoken, but Cytaugh must have bitten him because after a long search I saw that a little piece of his ear was missing! I would not know how it could have happened otherwise than a snarl of Cytaugh, but it was very strange because it is going so very well in the last days. Cytaugh also showed no reaction at all, while the last times when she did nasty, she showed that she was shocked. Anyway, I smeared the wound with Dermiel ointment and luckily Cearrean was not bothered by it. However, he now has to live with a slightly smaller right ear.

 

Now Cearrean is sleeping peacefully again with Sleepsheep. They are just as long alone Cearrean weighs 10 times heavier than Sleepsheep!

 

I hope that his life does not stay that way, it may be a bit more relaxed. Fortunately, it seems that he doesn’t keep anything up, he sniffs every new scent just as enthusiastically, but keeps his eyes and ears closed, let the evil world just stay away!

And he keeps on growing!

 

Here I am, typing with one hand because Cearrean is lying on my other arm. Mother Cytaugh is walking in the forest for the first time after the birth of Cearrean with Simon, Chidish and Brandir. She has done a ’round of forest’ several times, but for her spiritual well-being a real forest is good again. Cearrean woke up and was bored, a lot of grumbling and squeaking came from the whelping box. Yes, and then you pick it up and you can’t do anything anymore.


If Cytaugh is not with him, Sleepsheep is with him and that goes fine. If you put down Cearrean and then beating Sleepsheep against him, he becomes calm and falls asleep. He is also regularly over or under Sleepsheep, they are real buddies!

Yesterday Cearrean was a week old and weighed 1430 grams at the end of the day. When I weighed him at 10.30 this morning, he weighed 1510! Well, I have to say that he was busy all night so I put him at Cytaugh a lot. He grows most of all at night anyway.

 

Cytaugh does it better every day. What she had learned very quickly is that if I say that she has to turn around, she will lie down on her other side. It is of course very important that all nipples are used evenly. She does this perfectly!

Yesterday at the end of the afternoon, Cytaugh wanted to sit in the kitchen with us. No problem, child and babysitter next to it so that Cearrean does not fall off the bed! Because falling out of bed, he has a patent on it! One of the first nights he had already fallen out of his box while it is 30 centimeters high! Now there is a grid over it so that he can not get out.

 

 

In the meantime Simon is back from the walk and Cearrean is enjoying a drink by Cytaugh. Usually she gives milk right away, sometimes I have to massage a few nipples. At least he gets enough because his belly is well filled. When he crawls through the whelpingbox, he looks like a walrus!

 

 

This afternoon he also stayed with Cytaugh in the office. This is Cytaugh’s favorite spot. But I have to stay by them otherwise he will disappear underneath the radiator or behind a cupboard where you can never get him again!

 

 

 

Cearrean Argyll

 

 

Cearrean Argyll is doing well! After the difficult start he gains every day very much; the first three days it was only 91 grams, on Sunday he gained 166 grams and yesterday 139 grams. He now weighs 1250 grams with 6 days! It is no longer a puppy but a pup. I can not hold him with one hand anymore!

 

 

 

Fortunately, Cytaugh is getting better, but I have to admit that I have her on the Strezz drops from Phytonics. In the beginning a high dose and several times a day, now only 10 drops 3 times a day. It clearly has a very positive effect on her. The last few days she stays happily longer in the whelping box, with the puppy on, over or against her. Very sporadically, she still growls against him, usually as he climbs up her stomach over her belly. Apparently that is still a bit sensitive. It aren’t his nails because they already have been clipped twice.

 

She cleans him much better now, especially his belly, but she don’t clean his bottom, I can still do that. I do have to turn on the milk factory every time, that means massaging at least 5 minutes per nipple before milk comes out. During the day when Cearrean regularly takes a sip in between, it is not too bad, but at night it is really necessary. And then a drink session will take a long time and the hours you sleep will be very short!

 

 

 

It is striking that Cearrean does not have much need for heat. Not even the first days. Over 27°C  he really felt too much, he always crawled to the farthest, least warm corner. After having been with his mother for a while, he usually looks for the edge of the whelping box so that he does not have the radiant heat of Cytaugh. Also in his box, he is often not under the lamp that keeps a part at 25°C but is stretched out in the cooler part. Now we keep the temperature in the house constantly around 20°C and that is fine for him. So I’m glad he was not born during those hot summer days, but it will be difficult for him if the weather gets hot again in the coming summer! Fortunately he has the chance to ‘grow’ with the temperature.

 

 

Today, the first day of Christmas, Cearrean already shows clear playful behavior. He snaps into your finger (no, not to suck on it), into Cytaugh’s beard and his own paws. If you tickle him it is as if he laughs and grabs with his paws in the air, he is already starting to react! And it looks like his eyes are opening up in the very near future, I am curious if he is also ahead of this.

 

 

We Proudly Present …

 

And there he is, Cearrean Argyll O’Cockaigne, son of Argyll Bryan from the Market Garden and Cockaigne Cytaugh from the Meirse Weiden.

 

On Tuesday afternoon, December 18, the 62nd day of her pregnancy, Cytaugh’s temperature dropped to 37.4 but she gave no milk and lay in a deep sleep. On Wednesday morning the temperature had dropped to the 37.2 after a considerable increase at night, and then quickly increased again. Now Cytaugh had dug a few times but was still very quiet. We already had contact with the vet about the Caesarean section so when I called to report that I would like to see it happen today, we made a appointment for 13.30 hr. Upon entering we could go straight through and Cytaugh was prepared. Cytaugh was in the meantime already panicking because after the surgery on her foot she really does not have anything to do with veterinarians and she felt that this was not fun. The Caesarean would take place under local anesthesia, but because Cytaugh immediately made such a commotion, she received an amount of tranquilizer that she was totally gone. After the doctor had made a small incision and found the uterus with contents, he immediately noticed that it was a whopper of a pup. He was not only extremely large but also extremely lively and the doctor struggled to get him out of the membranes because of his enormous sprawling. As soon as the membranes were removed and he got air, he was also clearly heard!

 

Unfortunately it stayed with one but in terms of size and sound he counted for two! After he was dry rubbed and Cytaugh put back together and laid on the ground to recover, we gave him his first bottle of milk. He did not drink much yet and we also hoped that Cytaugh would quickly start her own factory so that he could take the important colostrum. Once at home and on the scale, Cearrean turned out to weigh no less than 745 grams and that two hours after his birth!
He was also very strong and soon crept over his mother to see if there was something to drink on the other side. Fortunately, after a few hours, under the influence of the administered oxytocin, the milk production started and Cearrean could drink the much needed colostrum. But Cytaugh was still a bit drowsy from the operation and had little interest in him. So I made a box for him in which he could sleep safely and so that Cytaugh got her rest.

 

In the course of the night it turned out that Cytaugh had nothing to do with Cearrean at all. At first she only turned her head away but later she started to growl and even occasionally snapped at him. We could not leave Cearrean with her without strict supervision. That meant the first sleepless night because he did not agree at all to sleep in his own box. On Thursday Cytaugh’s negative attitude only increased and I really had to be very careful that nothing happened, not half a second I dared to leave them together without supervision. Luckily Cearrean was allowed to drink with her, as long as he wasn’t too wild, but we had to watch it.

 

It was clear that Cytaugh’s muscles had got a considerable clout during the preparation of the C-section; while she was already tied to her back on the operating table, she had had a panic attack while administering the local anesthetic. Hereby she tried to get away naturally but if you are tied up the muscles are the victim. All her stomach and back muscles were extremely painful and every touch was actually too much. So her behaviour was explained. Unfortunately she could not get a painkiller because she is already on the antibiotics and all that stuff goes naturally into Cearrean.

 

Friday night around 2 o’clock Cytaugh suddenly got more interest in her son and sniffed at him extensively. He was also allowed to get closer to her head and crawl over her again. Hey, hey, would we have the leak up? But when Cearrean reported to me at five he wanted  to drink again and after I had shown him Cytaugh, she snapped at him and that was not good! Luckily I could not detect any damage and after  having reassured Cearrean and put on a collar by Cytaugh and wrapping her face with the line, Cearrean could drink something by her again. This event has damaged the trust quite a bit and from this moment we keep an argus-eye on her.

 

The milk production was very variable and actually only became less instead of more, Cearrean grew only 40 grams in two days. He did not want the bottle after he had tasted the real stuff, but he kept drinking at Cytaugh until he was saturated, but this sometimes took 45 minutes and that also takes a lot of energy. To be able to follow the growth a bit, I measure his beautiful long tail. Well, it grows about a half centimeter a day! On Thursday he was 12 centimeters and on Friday already 12.5!

 

Fortunately during the course of Friday, things went better with Cytaugh, she barely grumbled at Cearrean, showed more interest and began to lick gently his tummy. But as soon as Cearrean started peeing, she stopped! Bah, that’s dirty! Cleaning up the stool was also reserved for me, she thought. In the evening she suddenly had more milk and Cearrean had a nice round belly but that was short-lived. A few hours later there was hardly any food left for him.

 

In the meantime I had a sleeping sheep mate for Cearrean, a plush sheep with a beating heart. He found it a success and has spent the night on / with it.

 

From Friday to Saturday, he only woke twice, but it took an hour before his belly was round and I could put him back to sleep. We do not let him sleep with Cytaugh without supervision, our Million Dollar Baby is too precious for that!

 

 

Today everything goes happily even better, Cytaugh has almost completely accepted him, she licks his tummy as long as nothing comes out, and it seems that the milk production is slowly getting better. Sometimes he wants to drink something from the bottle, but that must have been made extra delicious with some Roosvicee. Cearrean’s tail is now 13 centimeters and he grew in 15 grams in 6 hours time.

 

 

 

Now, at 16:00 it looks like this and hopefully this style continues and we have a stress-free Christmas!

We will keep you informed.

A thick Cytaugh

It goes well with Cytaugh. She is in proportion pretty thick. Last Friday I made another ultrasound to see if the puppy was still doing well because Cytaugh had not increased the days before and also had a bad appetide but it was false alarm. The heart of the puppy was beating as it should do and the day after the appetite of Cytaugh was back again. She is given the most delicious meals; one-day chicks with Greek yogurt and sheep fat, tripe with ground beef and pancake, it all goes down. Especially the one day chicks are not to drag. I’m afraid the puppy won’t eat them anymore later. Meanwhile she is sleeping a lot, walks at a lower pace, does not tolerate men in the neighborhood and loves to cuddle. In principle, an appointment is also made for the ceasarion. We are not going to see whether it can be born in a natural way, that is too big a risk. But so far her temperature is still normal so everyone stays quiet.

Cytaugh

 

 

 

We made a new echo of Cytaugh today. I found her to be very thick and also her behaviour is a bit extreme. Unfortunately there is still only one puppy to see. It is quite a puppy so in due time it will turn out on a caesarean section. But I am very happy with this new miracle.

Is it just as cute?     Certainly!!!!

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