A day for vigilance, or how to act like nervous grandparents.
Our major concern at the moment is that Zenith ate only a breakfast of boiled chicken breast at about 7 and has refused more, refused more with rice, refused more with rice and chicken broth. She also has moments of whining and nervousness, moving the puppies further back in the whelping box, especially if both Geoffrey and I are in the room at the same time.
The puppies seem fine. The girl continues to nap on a nipple and wakes to nurishment. We worry that the boy stays on a nibble only a minute or so before climbing further or wandering around. He is neither whining nor lethargic. But isn’t as a steady sucker as his sister. We bought Esbilac (canine milk replacer) just in case we need to supplement his intake from Zenith.
We have received a lot of advice and suggestions from friends — thank you!
I suspect that Zenith is in some pain, still from yesterday’s surgery. And this is all new and strange!
And, thanks to Geoffrey for his duty in the puppy room. He and Zenith are calmer together than she and I, but I worry about how little Geoffrey has slept.