Raising little Westies, and life as parent of a special needs son
And then there were ONE
On my daughters birthday, my dog Lizzie gave birth to a litter of seven puppies.
Almost immediately, I was able to sell one of them when I arrived at work the following day. These puppies have become a part of our family very quickly, both in adding responsibilities to my childrens’ lives, and in providing another common theme around our family interacting. Feeding, playing, cuddling, socialising – all very important activities in the lives of a young pup, and equally important in the lives of my own children.
Now this week, these recent additions to my family have started to move on.
To the point where only one of the pups has not yet been either handed onto new owners, or promised to new owners.
Lizzie – the mother – is very typical of working dog mothers, being rather disinterested in the pups from a relatively young age – then being concerned when they get collected and taken out the gate by new owners. I am very interested to see how different things are when I get home this weekend, not only for the children but also for the chickens, cat and dogs, with so few (if any!) pups hanging around.