So we bred our girl Fly, to FC AFC Wing Magic's Louisana Roux MH. This was a TCI, and Roux's motility was a little low that day, so the vet tech told us to expect no more than 4 to 5 puppies. We did an ultrasound at halftime, and the vet told us that without doing an x-ray later, 4 to 5 was probably a pretty reasonable number.
So yesterday I come home for lunch, and she's waiting for me. It was like something out of a Veterinary textbook - pupils dialated, temp at 99, hadn't touched her food since the night before, and sort of pacing in and out of the whelping box. I've been home for 2 minutes before she throws up, gets in the box and starts pushing. First puppy came 8 minutes later.
After that, it was pretty steady until we got to 8 puppies. We kept thinking - there's no way. All of this took a little more than 2 hours.
Finally, she drops number 9, and starts to rest like she's done. So we get her cleaned up, a little, and all 9 are nursing away. We go inside, I take a shower, eat dinner and go back out to check on them. I decide to take a layer of paper out of the whelping box and I start moving puppies over to the kiddie pool and counting to make sure that I do'nt leave on in the old newspaper
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Ok good they're all there.
It seems that she had one more, but she got it out all on her own and did all of the work. No stillborns (thank God!) and she's happy as a clam.
2 boys and 8 girls. My wife Maggie has an education as a lactation consultant (for humans) so she's been in there rotating pups, and stimulating their latch reflexes, telling me all kinds of stuff I didn't know about nursing, which apparently works on dogs too.
Here's some pics for your enjoyment.
Now we just gotta find them all homes!!!