We went last Monday to the SPCA to return Lucy and Beauty. They were healthy and ready to find their forever home. We were anticipating utter depression and planning a trip to Din Tai Fung for therapeutic purposes. Instead, we brought home two more. This, as it turns out, is the perfect cure for separation anxiety. We didn’t even have time to work up good tears.
Allow me to introduce you to Buck and Cici.
They are super sweet puppies. We got them at 4 weeks old which is really young. They should still be nursing their momma but she was apparently ill so Buck and Cici and their other 6 siblings needed a foster home. The first day they ate really good out of the dog bowl but the second day we couldn’t get them to eat a thing and they went downhill really quickly. So then we started scrambling. Asking for advice, buying things and they have pretty much consumed our days and nights for the last week. Through the ups and downs, we rested in the fact that the care we were giving them was much more personal than the SPCA might have been able to give, not because they wouldn’t want to but because they are often spread so thin and can only do so much. This is why they created the fostering program. We believe we are giving Buck and Cici the best possible start, given their sad circumstances, that they could get and we are happy to do it.
This week has been a roller coaster ride of “YAY they pee’d!” to “Are they still breathing?” We have almost made it one week and through all of our successes and failures, they are still breathing. After almost exclusively bottle feeding them puppy formula and rice cereal, we have Cici eating soaked and mushy dog food and drinking water from a bowl on her own now. We are still bottle feeding Buck. We think he might have been the runt of the litter. He is so frail and fragile but he’s still fighting. That’s what runts do, right? I have always thought that the runts make the best dogs. If Buck survives, he will have such a great personality and be a good pet. I have been up several times each night to let them out and try to feed them some more. It’s like having newborn babies. Mostly that’s ok but their puke and poo is not nearly as cute as newborn baby puke and poo. And our kitchen has sort of been turned into doggie central. I’m not sure we were ready for the intensity of all of this but it’s still worth it. Anna is learning some great lessons and it’s been a very positive experience for her for sure. She’s not so confident on feeding them with the bottle so that round the clock duty has sort of been left up to me. She gets pee and poo duty.
As of today, we have bought, tried, and either continued or set aside:
Dry puppy food
Canned, moist puppy food
Baby rice cereal (2 kinds cause I got the wrong kind first)
Lactose Free Milk
Avent Baby Bottle (pricEY!)
2 tiny pet feeder bottles
Alot of newspaper
Baby Liquid Vitamins (Buck throws up anything we feed him except water so we’re hoping the vitamins will get in his system.)
I’m sure I’m forgetting something but we’ve spent a pretty penny on doggie items this week but it’s totally worth it.
We have also prayed alot, taken lots of pictures and washed alot of towels.
We have had to separate the two because the girl is obsessed with trying to nurse and she won’t leave the poor guy alone. He’s too weak to do anything about it (if he wanted to) so we’ve had to come up with a creative solution to keeping them apart with only one kennel. Laundry baskets were a great solution.
Cici gets to stay in the kennel and Buck stays in the laundry basket so we get to him faster and see him better and peek every now and then to make sure he’s alive. I tell ya’, it’s been a pretty rocky road with him. Cici too, at first, but she’s a little fatter so she has bounced back quicker than he has.
I think if we can keep Buck hydrated and give him some extra special puppy lovin’, and if he can fight for another week, he’ll be out of the woods. Praying…
Here’s one of my favorite pics of the two little squirts (and I mean squirts in the most literal way). Yin and Yang. This was before the separation took place.