I put the puppies into their individual crates at 10 p.m. last night and none of them made a peep. They stayed quiet until I let them out into their pen at 5:15 a.m. Still too early, but it wasn’t because they were barking or crying and wanted to go out then. Nooo . . . That would have been their aunty Clem carrying on. Keith and Jo: Clem barks. A lot. The rattle can has no effect and neither do my threats to slit her throat. She is ok as long as she is with Huxley, but hates being in a crate. Counting the puppies and guests, there are 10 canine residents at the moment. People ask me how I can bear to let the puppies go. Sweet as they are, I am more than ready for the population to get down to just 4. In other news, Clem’s litter brother Pie has been going to shows with aunt Dixie. Yesterday he was Best of Breed and Group 3 in Sequim, WA. We’re very pleased with that progress. Megan asked for pictures of the stacking box I’ve used for this litter. I bought it from Don AKA Omar at Shadowalk (click to see/order, scroll down).
Kady on the box
Kady will pull forward if I bait her, but it’s hard to bait a puppy with one hand and take a picture with the other. Oh yes: cute as it is the name “Gidget” just wasn’t working for us. She already answered to her name and liked it perfectly fine, thank-you-very-much. So it’s still going to be C-Myste Baledwr SN Surfer Girl, but she’ll be called Kady. Pronounced virtually the same as “Katie” and only one bit different from the late “Kacy”. Such a smart little girl: she has already learned to use the dog door. And she will go in-and-out-and-in-and-out-and-in-and-out repeatedly as I’m letting the puppies out into the yard.