WELL WHO WOULDN'T BE MAD WHEN YOU WERE WOKEN UP AT 4.20 A.M. TO SEE THIS:
Yup, Sookie finally popped! And it was only like seven posts ago when I confirmed her pregnancy.
Groggy and hardly able to open my eyes, this was what greeted me at the wee hours of a Saturday morning:
She started whelping close before midnight. By 4.30 a.m., she successfully delivered six squealing pups.
The most amazing thing was, she wasn't done yet.
I witnessed my first puppy birth. Two, to be exact. If you love newborn puppies with all their slimy pinkish glory and placenta, here's a clear recording of Sookie's whelping. If not, skip it. Animal Planet provides less gory footage of animal birth.
WE NOW HAVE EIGHT LABRADOR PUPS!
Four chocolates, two blacks, and two tri-coloured ones.
Another amazing thing is that both Sookie and her mate are only half Labs - but the pups showed otherwise. The chocolates and blacks even have their trademark white spot on their chest. However, the two tri-coloured ones puzzle us. They are neither chocolate, black nor yellow. (Which I was so badly hoping that I would have a Sookie mini-me. But oh well, at least I get to spoil her, without making another jealous.) Anyway, my mom is convinced that Bubut might've played a hand in that (though I'm sure it's not biologically possible. Or is it?). My best bet is that Sookie's German Shepard dad's gene might be the cause of their puzzling colour.
We were glad that Sookie did develop her mother instincts (note teen pregnancy), and she became extremely protective of her pups, especially against the other dogs. She almost mauled Ting Ting just for staring. But to us humans, she let us touch, check, move, and roll her pups into place.
A happy coincidence was that the birth of her pups fell on my mom's birthday. Even more reason to
not give them away love them.
Now I just CAN'T wait for them to open their eyes, start walking, then run gleefully towards me, ALL EIGHT OF THEM.