One week since my fourth puppy died, I haven’t written an article yet as to what happened to the last puppy that was left in my care. Well, I am so proud to announce that she is still alive and very healthy. I just hope that she stay healthy always. I want this puppy to survive. I love her face. Most of all, I love her will to survive. I still remember the day she was born. She was the weakest puppy that came out from the mother. She was so weak that I need to tube feed her first taste of milk. I never thought that she will survive. For now, I have great hope that she will live. Since she passed the first two weeks of her life which I considered a critical stage for puppies. Right now, she is on her third week. I hope to have her on her fourth week, fifth week and so on until her 15th year.
I am so excited and cannot wait to see her eyes open. She will see the world (and me of course) a few days from now. I will post her pictures with her eyes open. But for now, let me share her photos taken recently (her eyes are still close at this moment).
Her bonding time with her mother. Don’t they look very sweet?
These are her solo pictures:
And her cutest picture as of the moment. She found her way under the towels which serve as her comfort zone. Notice that she tucked herself in.