I think I mentioned in my San Diego post that Amy missed a good portion of Sea World because she went back to home to get Lucy insiminated. Well, it worked. The puppies were due Wednesday, but I called after church to get an update and see if anything was happening yet. It was reported that she was pacing, couldn't get comfortable and doing a lot of panting. I had never seen puppies being born, so off I went.
I was there an hour when it all started. Wow!! Quite an experience. Todd was still at meetings, so Amy had to help. I really reminded me of the line from Gone with the Wind, "I don't know nothing about birthin' babies". Lucy was kinds clueless, so Amy opened the sack, cut the cord, and rubbed the little one dry. Finally, she moved and mewed and Amy let out a huge sigh of relief.
Todd was home for the second one, and Lucy was much for active with the process. She had a puppy every 40-50 minutes...seven of them...one huge boy and six smaller girls. Going on 11, I decided it was all over and headed on home. Soon after I got home, I got a text from Amy...puppy number eight just arrived!! also an girl.

