( trying to catch up for lost time, 2 blog posts in one day ! )
In my last post I announced that my pug had 6 puppy's, I also said 4 dies. This is there story.
So at the start of the month it was great, January my sister turned 18, February out pug fell pregnant ( which was planed ). Then we got to March, where it went down hill. It all started off when we almost lost our house, ( won't go into the details but we were told to move out but we had like 2 months notice, we have moved but it just fell at the wrong time ). We're not a very wealthy family, we have money but when you get told you have 2 months to move out with puppies on the way just isn't what you want to hear.
So March was a very stressful month.
Our pug fell pregnant in February, she has scans and everything in order to have a good birth and heathy puppies. We were told that she had 5 puppies p, which was pushing it a bit as pug are such a delacet breed, having a run in the sun is hard for them so 5 puppies was making her 5 times more deacet, we did all we could to help her stay calm and heathy so she could deliver easily. We knew the consequences coming from breeding a pug. And we done everything in our power to prevent them consequences.
March 19th around 9 am she went into labour, now dogs ( like humans ) can be in labour for hours, she was. Around 10pm we noticed the contractions were getting heavy, she was about to give birth ! Around 11pm nothing happened, she was pushing and pushing for them to come out but nothing happened. Our amazing vets ( vets 1 ) let my mum and dad come out at 11.30 for a emergency c section. Which was not what we wanted to hear at this time.
At 1pm March 20th my mum and dad came home. I can re,her racing down the stairs seeing Martha in her bed shacking asleep looking drained ! Thought were running round my head one million miles per hour ! I could tell so,etching was wrong because my mums eyes were red. My dad came in after her with a small box with blankets in covered in blood. I thought the parts has happened. We stood in the dining room with my mum staring up at me and my sister. She opened the covers of the box and in there were the two most precious things ever.
She stared at us saying that Martha is fine, but sadly we lost 4 pups, because Martha was under antibiotics and a lot other other things to help her, it got to them before they could get out, the first two Borris and barney were our little survivors ! They pups were born still. Which means they were alive but the vets couldn't stimulate them to get them to breath. 
They were two different souls. Barney ( who we kept ) was ( and I say WAS ) the quiet one. Now he is a little bugger but I would not know what I would do without him.
They were the best of friends ( sort of ). 
Barney is about 7 months now and such a beautiful, handsome man !
They were two different souls. Barney ( who we kept ) was ( and I say WAS ) the quiet one. Now he is a little bugger but I would not know what I would do without him.Borris ( who was brought from a lovely family and renamed Bertie ) was and will always be the little naughty one! There dad was a fawn male called diago.
They were the best of friends ( sort of ). Barney is about 7 months now and such a beautiful, handsome man ! Thank you guys for reading, hope this wasn't such a down story for you all!
See you next post
TheSmallestMorton xxx
