Right on time, Lucy delivered eight beautiful blonde babies on Monday.
Six boys and two girls. Mama and babies and doing great and Daddy Toby
is handing out bisquits….
Just hours old, Lucy and her babies.
Wow they grow fast….
LB with his little green man…totally comfortable with a full belly…
One week old….May 23, 2011, “LB” Little Bits in the middle.
12 days old…”move over you hogs, let the little guy in…”
“I found a spot Mom, they won’t move me now!”
LB, his sisters and biggest brother at 13 days old.
LB and Mama Lucy…”I love you Mom!”
Two weeks old….May 30, 2011…we like our ducks!
Sunday, June 5, 2011…a very tough day…
The stresses of being a breeder got worse yesterday. My heart is now breaking too. People just cannot understand what you put into being a good breeder and the toll it can take on you. Today mine was taken to a higher level as I have never lost one of my babies at almost 3 weeks of age.
Yesterday morning Spice (Yellow) was having a little trouble breathing. She had nursed in the early hours and seemed ok, but it turned quickly. After talking to the vet at 8 AM, I continued to do for her as I was instructed, but by 2 PM she was not better and I was worried….
I got Spice to the vet and had antibiotics and sub-q fluid and came home with hope, although the vet said she was gravely ill with aspirated pneumonia. She was resting and all was well until 6:45…I had been watching her non-stop and noticed she moved her head in an unusual position. I stepped over to right her head and she was gone. I picked her up immediately and she was listless and blood had dropped from her nose. Nothing brought her back… I am just devastated….as she was not the one that had needed extra care. So far LB is eating and thriving, but I know they are never out of the woods….breeding is not for the faint of heart.
Not only do I grieve, but the family that will not get their little girl will grieve too.
LB with his raccoon…I’m almost as big as he is…
I got him mom…I’ll hold him down and just sleep on him.
I love all my toys….LB sleeping ..3 weeks old.
LB sleeping in his bowl on the scale..
“Mom weighs me every day, and I’m about to outgrow this silly bowl!”
Playing…with full bellies.. 24 days old. June 9, 2011.
No safer place than with Mama Lucy…..
Nic and LB, “I’m not kissing him, I’m licking the food off his face!”
First meal, oh what a mess, and LB giving Mama a kiss…
It’s always meal time….
We all want to be in front of the fan….1st night in crate.
Follow me guys, I’ll show you how to escape….
I got the new toy..it’s bigger than me…….sleepy time comes quickly….
Yes I know how cute I am……..Mom got us all new rope toys…
No you can’t have mine too…Blue is for boys, pink is for Sugar…
Six weeks old and quiet as a mouse………June 27, 2011
I think they call this heaven…..or an arm full of boys!
Do you know how hard it is to keep seven seven week olds still????
LB was little bits…he’s not any more…he’s a hand full!
The last meal with all seven together…they loved to eat.