Poor Ivie, It seems the puppies are pushing on her stomach and for the first time this morning she did not want her breakfast. She ate a small portion and then looked at me as if to say, I really do want it but I just cannot manage it. I left for the Agility Trial this morning, and then after Brandy ran I brought her back home, and gave Ivie another scoop of food and that seemed to be just fine with her. So it looks like she will now be getting four or five small meals a day rather than 2.
Dad came over this afternoon and the whelping box is put together and in the room. Ivie was not too sure about it but thought it was pretty cool when I started feeding her steak in it. Of course it didn't hurt that Brandy was doing agility in and out of the box, as was Frodo and even Bosco, my son's pug. At one time we were all inside of it. As the evening has gone on, she has gone back and looked in the room at least three times tonight to take a peak at her box as I keep telling her. I wish we had, had time to paint it but at this point I no longer care what it looks like and I don't want the room smelling like paint so it is what it is. I have posted a before and after picture of the room. Please understand the before picture was when I knew it was all getting moved out and the room seemed to be a catch all for everything that needed to be out of the way. The after picture just has the whelping box in the room and it looks huge, although it really isn't that big. Maybe the fact that my dad used one of the old Travel Agency Signs for the side helps to make it look bigger than it really is. Tomorrow night I will start sleeping in the room with her to get her used to the idea that this is her room, but somehow I sense she already knows that.