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I’m a self-confessed dog lover! I hate it when my doggies take advantage of me, cause they know it works! Anger never lasts with a furry friend! (I miss Chanel)
P.S. YL knows who’s my boi-boi #1 and he ought to get used to that fact!
I have to share this as part o0f an email!
THIS IS WHAT
SORRY
LOOKS LIKE.
This is what
courage
looks like.
On the 21st of May 2008, Chanel gave birth to eight beautiful puppies… and I had to make a tough decision: to pick the puppy I wanted to keep. In the ideal world, I would have kept all of them but unfortunately, reality always sets in. I must admit though that choosing the puppy I wanted to keep was almost instantaneous…because of the connection I felt with this furry white puppy…
You see, he was the last of the eight, and he was so so tiny… we could not even tell whether it was a male or female! The next few days were so critical as the pups needed collustrom (antibodies) from their mommy…I was so afraid Noah would not make it because he was just so small compared to his bigger and stronger siblings.
The days went by, and this resilient fellow fought his way through his siblings to get his mommy’s milk…..also through me constantly nursing him with a baby bottle. Day by day, he got stronger and bigger, and eventually, he turned out to be the champion of the lot… the good-looking, chubby and intelligent cocker spaniel!
The bond between Noah and myself was instantaneous because of his determination to fight through this harsh and cruel world… he survived and succeeded. The reason why I named him Noah because biblically speaking, Noah was a leader… who led all the animals to safety from the flood…and also.. Noah means “peace”….as in Noah brings peace to my heart…ok so I am a profound person…so what haha!

Tiny Noah being bottle-fed by Aunty Cecilia

Me feeding the little bugger

so so fragile and cute

Noah getting stronger and bigger on the second week

Noah opens his beautiful eyes and begins to crawl

My lil brother and Noah cuddle up

Noah at five weeks, "what up?"

"I know i am good-looking..." 7 weeks old

Orange roan-ess coming out

Noah today... the lazy bum!
My boi boi, my baby, my Noah.. the sweet little angel who has brightened my life and made it so much better… kiss kiss baby.. mama loves you!

Me and my boi boi
I have finally found homes for all my seven puppies, and I am so very relieved, done with looking after them except Noah of course, I’ll get to him in a sec. My conscience is now at peace that they are all safe and happy.
Since my mother’s kitchen is being renovated, I made the decision to come back and stay at my grandfather’s house. The ambience is not the same with my grandfather gone, everything reminds me of him, and I get sad everytime I think about him. At least I have 18 years full of memories with him in it….:)
Noah has ironically distracted me from dwelling too much on my loss, he is a real handful. Like a baby, he needs to be supervised constantly: cleaned up after, fed, put to sleep…etc…etc,.. what’s more is that he’s teething so he is chewing everything he can get his mouth on! I feel so terrible that I have neglected Chanel by not paying so much attention to her. I hope she understands why though.
Another aspect that’s keeping me busy is my assignments, I am counting down the weeks till I graduate, no more studying! Well, at least for a lil while. I am also finally done with homeschooling… yayyyy.. bliss… but for now, I am stuck reading Hamlet which is boring as heck…whoever thinks Shakespeare deserves to be put on a pedestal needs to be shot!… I miss doing Psychology… though challenging, it was mind-stimulating…
I now want to to read my time magazine before Noah gets up….then it’s back to taking care of him.
Noah melts my heart, look at that innocent face!!!!

I got up today thinking that, oh wow, what a sunny and bright day but as soon as I opened the puppy room, ALL HELL BROKE LOSE!
The puppies were everywhere, shit and pee was everywhere, they had started to walk!
I stood frozen for five minutes, i really feel sorry for moms who have many children!
The life saver, Aunty Cecilia came, and she cleaned up the entire room, we also created a barrier so the puppies stay at one place on top of newspapers, to do their crap as and when.
I was desperately contemplating putting them at my grandfather’s house, but now looks like the situation is under control……. for now. I never expected 8 puppies from Chanel, the most I thought was four! Boy was I mistaken.
I know I can’t do this alone, I need help to clean!!
Oh well, no work got done today cause of this. I ought to set a routine for a feed and shit for the pups so I can get my stuff done too.
Another five more weeks, and off they go and i will never have puppies again unless I have a full time cleaner!!!!!!!!






