Sooo, after night after night, Day after day of thinking "it's gonna happen" it did! Saturday night Kit had 9 cute little babies. She was such a good girl. she had 6 then seemed to stop. Looking at her worried me cus she was still very lumpy! Lumps mean pups and she still had quite a few lumps...so she stopped and rested a bit and fed the 6 babies she had. The whole time I'm sitting there thinking (Sheesh, what are we gonna do with all of these) Then after making a phone call to "a very smart trusted good looking dog wise friend ;) " I was reassured that it's fine if she rested.. 1hour and 1/2 later she started up again. This time she didn't look as happy. Finally #7 was born. Not very easy for Kit. He was all black and was so cute. She had a hard time getting him cleaned up.Bye the time Brian got home she had delivered 8 puppies. I told Brian all about the night and then set out to the shower thinking she was done. I got in to the bathroom and I hear Bri yelling "Hey,Hey Charity,She's doing it again!" By the end of the night we had 9 little pups Kit was good all was well.....Sunday morning I was holding the Lil black one and he started choking..long sad story short he died...It's such a shitty feeling to have something so Lil and helpless die literally in your hands.. We hadn't let the kids around the pups yet so me and Bri just dealt with that together...Life goes on and things are getting better. We have one lil guy named Pinky ( fingernail polish on his paw) that we have to feed but things seem good. We are excited for them to get big enough to play with Hayden can't hardly wait. so that's the up date on our DLS's.... love ya all
