My dad came over to the house and we tricked Ivie. He took her outside on the back deck and had her with him while he drank his morning coffee and I boxed up the puppies and went out the front door to the van. At the clinic, Christina took the puppies and checked them all over, gave them a big thumbs up and both her and Ashley were extremely pleased to see Orange girl doing so well. As I waited in the front lobby people came in with their pets and wanted me to either hold them or pet them and I felt so badly for acting like a germaphobic but I just politely explained to them I had newborn pups that I was waiting for and I really couldn't pet their cute little dog for fear of their safety. The whole procedure lasted about 30 minutes and I was back home, through the front door with the pups in their box without Ivie even realizing they had ever left.
But they were not happy campers for a good hour or two. They were much more vocal and active than they have been and poor Ivie kept on licking them and could not figure out why they were crying. After lunch they finally settled down and are doing much better now.
They are eating, once again.....they never stop really:) And it is so funny to watch their little tails wag at such an early age. They just go side to side as they are eating, it is very cute. But watching them jockey for position is quite hilarious. I really need to find my flip phone and see if I can video it. You wouldn't believe the noise either. Some of them even sound like they are barking when they get mad.