Newborn, scattered, army crawling instinctively to a heat source that provides nourishment. Poky little legs somehow ending upside down as they feed, paddling the air. My children sneak up to the pen for tiny peaks before Lily scares them off with her mommy gurgley growls. My daughter is completely in love she could just faint. What's the word for it? Oh, that's right, Puppy Love.
Who knew from litter to litter of pitskies that their vocals would be completely different. Boisterous meows from sci-fi films in the 80's, like mogwai's(Gizmo). Who makes these precious albeit, constant ranges of pitch noises? Klaus, oh Klaus...awake, asleep, eating, moving, interacting and under observation- enjoyable to watch. The close second is Five. He is a man with a plan, circling the whelping pen...contemplating a breakout. His thinking out loud is a dead give away, good luck Five. The six other siblings are content just to be puppies. Now this is week 1, and I swear since yesterday's photo shoot they grew. I hope you all will continue to watch the puppies as they grow. This is a great opportunity to see day by day, week by week, the pitsky life.
Totally in love with the Puppies💜💜💜💜💜