On Monday at the ungodly hour of 1am (please note, I was fast asleep in bed keeping the Musher's side all warm and toasty), Boo had her first puppy! Unlike Tramp, who was all business like and shooting them out like a machine gun, Boo decided to take her sweet time with delivering.
Just when we thought she'd had all she was going to have... a few hours later PLOOP, out comes the last one. We kinda hung around and didn't say anything because who knows if she'd ploop out a few more, but apparently that was all she had, for a total of:
2 girls and 2 boys.
Who's the daddy? Not a clue, seriously... its a grab bag of puppies here, so we reached out to Jerry Sousa, whose lead dog apparently... well... you know... to find out which dog it was.
Apparently Boo's "boyfriend" was a dog named Maverick and he's from Jerry's Top Gun litter. Maverick's father is from Paul Gebhardt's Governor (please note, not Paul's actual Governor of his state... we wouldn't want to start any unseemly rumors... Governor was the name of his dog).
So, there will be DNA testing done to find out who their daddy (or daddies) are and we'll go from there... but regardless, they are adorable and don't squeak as loud as the Cramplings.
Here are all 4 of them after they'd been (urp) cleaned up a bit more. Please note the one on Boo's tail. Yes, we are actually obtaining a DNA sample from Wayward D. GPS... just in case.
Boo and the Boo Whos are in their little nesty den in the garage area, and the Cramplings are still in their back room spot with the Crampling Cam. If you are watching (the Crampling cam is at the top right hand side of this blog) you'll notice they're getting a bit more rambunctious and feisty.
The Musher and Musher Mark still haven't decided on a theme for their names, so I'm just playing it safe:
