Yesterday I took Ivie in for new x rays but I am afraid to say that these were worse than the first set we did, which really made me angry that I had put her and the puppies through x rays twice to not have anything concrete. To say I left the vets office in tears is an understatement. I called my old vet who had retired from the clinic at home and felt really bad as their dog is very sick and they had been up all night with her.
Denny is a good friend and could tell I was upset and basically talked me off the fence. He assured me that all would be fine and just let her do what Mother nature intended and if she has the slightest problems to call him and he will come out to the house. Plus he reminded me that neither he nor the other two vets in the clinic were doing anything this weekend and I could call them and they could all be there within 10 minutes. I felt better after talking to him and Anne, and we both are hoping it doesn't come to that.
Ivie is really not eating and has started to Nest. My dad kept calling me throughout the day to tell me she was going to have her puppies on my bed, which I reminded him was not funny. As he left he closed off my bedroom and when I cam home from work, I had a training class so I changed clothes and put Gandalf in the car, came back in to shut my bedroom. I walked in to see a black dog covered in white feathers and feathers flying EVERYWHERE! I wish I had had my camera. I was only away for 2 minutes but that was all she needed to shred it. I am sure it would have made a wonderful nest.
I really think she thinks she will have them outside in her hole that she has dug. And last night at 1am she woke me to go out. She really wanted to be in that hole last night, but I won't let her out of my sight when she is outside now. I think the time is getting close. I am already exhausted from no sleep 2 nights in a row and the puppies haven't even arrived....what have I gotten myself into?