Morning, Andi!
Just posted this in the old cafe: We’re finally having a mild spell – 40 this morning, but the forecast warns of a precipitous temperature drop this afternoon, we’ll be at 17 by midnight.
We had a 15 degree drop in about 90 minutes last night. I knew exactly when the front started coming through because it went from completely quiet to howling winds in about 10 minutes.
After a year or more of way-too-serious political stuff, and you’ve already made me laugh. It was Garrison Keillor who saved my marriage, explaining to me that the reason my Norwegian husband always carried a wad of cash around was to be prepared in case he drove by a primo tractor for sale on the side of the road…never can tell!
I have an errand to do this morning (hopefully picking up CBtYs cell phone after the problem is worked out, plus picking up CBtE and all his friends on the way home), and then I think the dogs and I deserve some “me” time. 🙂
I need to walk off some of those cupcakes I still need to post pictures of…
Another night of sleep in half-hour snatches. Then Imogen takes over at 6:30am and I sleep until 9.
Luna is still confused about the pups. She’ll nurse them when we place them against her belly, but otherwise doesn’t touch them. Which means every time she moves or gets up I have to either reposition the pups or wrap them in a towel and surround them with a heat pack. It also means that we have to wash their bottoms in warm water several times a day to stimulate defecation.
Unfortunately, this is not uncommon with a Cesarean.
I just spoke with the vet and he’s hopeful that as she continues to nurse the prolactin that that stimulates will kick-start her maternal instincts.
He also suggested doing less for her. Since the definition of dog is essentially “one who gets humans to do all the work”.
Fortunately, unlike with human newborns, it will only be a week or so until they are robust enough to let them get through the night (and the pooping) by themselves.
Sorry for all problems, keres but it’s good know that you won’t have to continue doing it for long. But I hope Luna decides to take over for you before that.
Morning!
Naa, not so early. My ‘average’ is a little before 6 – whether weekend or week day, but without an alarm it can sometimes be an hour before – or an hour later. Read some news from back across the big pond, get onto BT. Normal morning here, with curly still asleep.
Ah, I thought sometimes you slept in. I slept all the way till 6:00 which is almost a miracle for me.
Jim used to really sleep late on weekends and I’d have to be all quiet waiting for him to wake up but in the last few years, he’s gotten almost as bad as me.
She’s clearly in pain from the surgery, so Imogen is currently at the vets getting her some medication. With any luck she’ll be a bit more attentive to the pups when she’s feeling better.
I took the vet’s advice and stopped responding to the puppies’ cries right away, which did make Luna take more responsibility for them. I’m hoping that I will be able to leave them be in a day or two.
If it weren’t for their speed and shyness, I could post dozens of skink shots a day. We have at least five different kinds in the yard, and easily hundreds of individuals. Although, with the exception of the Banded Blue-tongues (i.e. “Betty”), they are very sedate colored compared to the ones I remember from the US.
Hector is unsure about this whole puppy “business”. Although this morning he took advantage of of this new couch/bed thing in the living room by leaping all over the springy comforter – with me under it. He’s also found that the pile of towels stacked up next to the nest make a great vantage point from which to keep an eye on the barbarians.
At one point during Hector’s fossicking about on the couch, I made this muffled noise that prompted Imogen to ask me “what did you say?” I replied, “I said, ‘that’s my face’.” I had been trying to tell Hector he was about to crawl up my head. Since his feet had been on my cheek my I was talking directly into Hectors furry belly when I first said it.
It’s just after noon here, and I’m still unwashed and in my bathrobe and I just got peed on. And puppies are way easier than babies – at least that’s what I gather from our friends who have them.
See, you came through ok. And your kids are alive to tell the tale.
The sleep-deprived, smelly, unshaven and covered in spit-up rather than polished and stylish didn’t bother me – it was that I suspected that if I were sleep-deprived, smelly, unshaven and covered in spit-up I might actually kill my offspring. 🙂
That’s why nature makes babies cute, so that we don’t kill them.
You wouldn’t believe the number of times I’ve said that and the looks of horror I get. The response is usually something along the line of how much we just wuv our babies. As if that feeling isn’t elicited by babies exaggeratedly large eyes and huge heads (something we share with every other mammal, and why we find their babies cute as well) and baby smells, etc., plus all the hormones that nature uses to keep us doing the hard haul of reproducing ourselves.
No, she woke up right after I took – this since he kept trying to crawl further up her head. I relocated him to her belly, where he’s currently making loud sucking sounds.
Thanks keres. That’s the best of them all. Don’t quote me to Hector.
Fuzzy bellies are great once in a while, but seeing the happy faces of your friends is way more thrilling.
I hear that someday you’ll look back on this and laugh. I’m laughing already.
those puppies are cute, but they sure made a mess in the old cafe. 🙂
Making messes is a puppy’s raison d’etre. 🙂
And they’re so darn cute when you pile them up…the puppies, that is.
Yep.
Well our warm weather has left. Did it show up at your place?
Morning, Andi!
Just posted this in the old cafe:
We’re finally having a mild spell – 40 this morning, but the forecast warns of a precipitous temperature drop this afternoon, we’ll be at 17 by midnight.
We had a 15 degree drop in about 90 minutes last night. I knew exactly when the front started coming through because it went from completely quiet to howling winds in about 10 minutes.
Ah well, it was nice while it lasted.
I guess it’s good to know that the nice weather will come screeching to a halt, rather than gradually going back to cold. At least I’ll be prepared.
Wait, you’re a Norwegian — aren’t you always prepared? 😉
I think Andi needs some coffee…I’m the cold-sissy American. 🙂
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We say there is no such thing as bad weather – only bad clothes.
(It sounds better in the original language rhyme: weather = vær, clothes = klær.)
I didn’t even look who the comment was from. I just assumed ask was continuing the thread.
Okay, time for me to go out into the cold and clear my head.
See ya.
After a year or more of way-too-serious political stuff, and you’ve already made me laugh. It was Garrison Keillor who saved my marriage, explaining to me that the reason my Norwegian husband always carried a wad of cash around was to be prepared in case he drove by a primo tractor for sale on the side of the road…never can tell!
Welcome back to silliness central. 😉
And it’s good to know my mistake paid off.
Yes…mid 50s yesterday, and it felt like a summer day after all the cold weather.
Due to leave us late today, I’m afraid, but we’re wnjoying it while it lasts.
It was so lovely going for walks without bundling up (and freezing my fingers when I took pictures). I hope you time to take yourself for a long walk.
I have an errand to do this morning (hopefully picking up CBtYs cell phone after the problem is worked out, plus picking up CBtE and all his friends on the way home), and then I think the dogs and I deserve some “me” time. 🙂
I need to walk off some of those cupcakes I still need to post pictures of…
Oh yeah. I got so distracted by puppies that I forgot you owed us. 🙂
Puppies always make the cafe better. I wish George would show up to meet them.
Another night of sleep in half-hour snatches. Then Imogen takes over at 6:30am and I sleep until 9.
Luna is still confused about the pups. She’ll nurse them when we place them against her belly, but otherwise doesn’t touch them. Which means every time she moves or gets up I have to either reposition the pups or wrap them in a towel and surround them with a heat pack. It also means that we have to wash their bottoms in warm water several times a day to stimulate defecation.
Unfortunately, this is not uncommon with a Cesarean.
Aw, I guess she just woke up and there were puppies there and she doesn’t realize they are hers?
Sounds like you are getting a taste of being a new mother…although human babies don’t need help in the defecation department. 🙂
I just spoke with the vet and he’s hopeful that as she continues to nurse the prolactin that that stimulates will kick-start her maternal instincts.
He also suggested doing less for her. Since the definition of dog is essentially “one who gets humans to do all the work”.
Fortunately, unlike with human newborns, it will only be a week or so until they are robust enough to let them get through the night (and the pooping) by themselves.
Sorry for all problems, keres but it’s good know that you won’t have to continue doing it for long. But I hope Luna decides to take over for you before that.
Puppies sure are a lot of work. I hope Luna decides to help you out soon.
Your descriptions might make someone with the idea of dog breeding to re-think that idea.
puppies!
i’m finally back home. what a week!!! i will have lots of pictures as soon as I reunite with my bed for the next several hours.
Sleep well!
But when back up, I hope you’ll make it a picture diary of your east coast adventures.
You’re up early. Too cold to sleep?
Morning!
Naa, not so early. My ‘average’ is a little before 6 – whether weekend or week day, but without an alarm it can sometimes be an hour before – or an hour later. Read some news from back across the big pond, get onto BT. Normal morning here, with curly still asleep.
Ah, I thought sometimes you slept in. I slept all the way till 6:00 which is almost a miracle for me.
Jim used to really sleep late on weekends and I’d have to be all quiet waiting for him to wake up but in the last few years, he’s gotten almost as bad as me.
The phenomenon is reversed at our house. Mrs. ID is still snoozing and its blissfully quiet;-)
Welcome back! Can’t wait to see the pictures and hear all your stories.
Welcome home! I bet Bud is happy to see you. 🙂
Welcome home! Can’t wait to see your photos!
Welcome back. I hear it warmed up a bit as soon as I left. Although maybe, being from Arizona, you couldn’t tell. 🙂
Welcome to day three of my experiment with sleep deprivation.
Last night I actually got to sleep for more than two hours at one stretch. Woohoo.
Kewl. A yellowtail black cockatoo just flew by the back door.
More piled puppies.
Aw, da widdle pink foot pads. 🙂
Which will, in about six months’ time, be half as big as the puppies are now – but much dirtier.
Glad you’re getting a little sleep! How’s mom Luna doing?
She’s clearly in pain from the surgery, so Imogen is currently at the vets getting her some medication. With any luck she’ll be a bit more attentive to the pups when she’s feeling better.
I took the vet’s advice and stopped responding to the puppies’ cries right away, which did make Luna take more responsibility for them. I’m hoping that I will be able to leave them be in a day or two.
Hope she’s feeling better (and more motherly) soon;-)
Imogen calls the big pup “Giganta”. She’s certainly an avid eater and is growing at a clearly noticeable rate.
Both girls.
They are too cute, keres. We’re lucky that you live on another continent, or we’d be begging to get one from you.
I hope Luna takes over the mothering even more so you can get some sleep.
I love this little fat bellies.
Also, olivia found the video for my niece and her cupcakes on Martha Stewart. It’s here if you want to see it.
More bellies for you, then. And thanks for the cupcake link.
I called this one “crowd surfing”.
Oh, I really love this one. It’s my favorite so far.
Me too. Although I have a narrower framed version and it’s pretty good as well.
Less bellies in this one. So maybe it’s not as good from your perspective.
About a half-hour ago a she-oak skink popped her head out for this little “study in planes and textures”.
It’s no either/or; it’s both/and. 🙂
The skink picture is nice too, even if it doesn’t have any puppies.
Thanks for the skink fix; it will be months before our five-lined skinks make their appearance on our porch, or bathtub.
If it weren’t for their speed and shyness, I could post dozens of skink shots a day. We have at least five different kinds in the yard, and easily hundreds of individuals. Although, with the exception of the Banded Blue-tongues (i.e. “Betty”), they are very sedate colored compared to the ones I remember from the US.
Here’s a good page about Tasmanian skinks. Some are very rare and only live on a small island or in a particular alpine area.
Imogen calls the above image “Talk to the paw”.
Luna seems to feel a bit better on drugs and is snuggling up with the pups a bit more.
awww, what a sweetie.
We watched the Marlo cupcake video. Must go eat something NOW!
At last we have the answer to the question “Can there ever be enough puppies?”: No!
I think those puppies must have gotten their teeth in early ’cause they nibbled all over my picture!
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Another tragic case of the dog ate my photo. Since I can’t see it that must be what happened.
It’s a great effect, though I somewhat doubt the veracity of blaming the dog…
Well it’s only fair that I get to blame dogs, mine blame every time they look at their dishes and there’s nothing there.
I get odd effects all the time from ice melting but that’s the first time I’ve gotten something nifty from melting snow.
I can see! I can see! But how did you do that?
When you get home tonight, you’ll see the “joke”.
That looks more like something Hector would do. Paper nummy, especially if it’s bound in book form.
How is Hector handling the loss of his “king of cute” crown?
Not that I don’t like puppies, but I’d love a peek at Luna’s face these days.
Hector is unsure about this whole puppy “business”. Although this morning he took advantage of of this new couch/bed thing in the living room by leaping all over the springy comforter – with me under it. He’s also found that the pile of towels stacked up next to the nest make a great vantage point from which to keep an eye on the barbarians.
I’ll work on getting a Luna shot for you.
leaping all over the springy comforter – with me under it
I love the image of this — esp after you showing us Hector’s letting lose in Luna’s nest box … 😀
Would also love to see Luna.
At one point during Hector’s fossicking about on the couch, I made this muffled noise that prompted Imogen to ask me “what did you say?” I replied, “I said, ‘that’s my face’.” I had been trying to tell Hector he was about to crawl up my head. Since his feet had been on my cheek my I was talking directly into Hectors furry belly when I first said it.
Way too cute. You’re the headquarters for cuteoverload I think. 🙂
Cuteoverload HQ sure had a lot of dirty towels that need washing.
I wish I could send the snoring, punctuated by the occasional puppy squeak, that goes with this photo.
And my timing is perfect — I get to be the first one to see this wonderful picture. Cuteoverload is a vast understatement.
Oh, that’s the best one yet! It’s good to see Luna.
The cutest yet.
And that’s exactly what happens with human mothers. They sleep all the time. Right next to their adorable sleeping offspring. Right?
Of course that’s how it is….just like in the fairy tales.
If I’d known this earlier I might have had kids.
I didn’t realize that was all that was holding you back. Did you think you’d be sleep-deprived, smelly, unshaven and covered in spit-up?
It’s just after noon here, and I’m still unwashed and in my bathrobe and I just got peed on. And puppies are way easier than babies – at least that’s what I gather from our friends who have them.
How we’ve survived as a species I’ll never know.
I did. Someone obviously lied to me.
I wish you could have seen me back then. What a mess. Not the polished, stylish woman I am now.
See, you came through ok. And your kids are alive to tell the tale.
The sleep-deprived, smelly, unshaven and covered in spit-up rather than polished and stylish didn’t bother me – it was that I suspected that if I were sleep-deprived, smelly, unshaven and covered in spit-up I might actually kill my offspring. 🙂
I almost killed myself instead…. 🙂
See? You are much more altruistic than me.
Death by chocolate frosting and fried bologna sandwiches.
That’s why nature makes babies cute, so that we don’t kill them.
You wouldn’t believe the number of times I’ve said that and the looks of horror I get. The response is usually something along the line of how much we just wuv our babies. As if that feeling isn’t elicited by babies exaggeratedly large eyes and huge heads (something we share with every other mammal, and why we find their babies cute as well) and baby smells, etc., plus all the hormones that nature uses to keep us doing the hard haul of reproducing ourselves.
aww…and Luna just keeps sleeping through that?
No, she woke up right after I took – this since he kept trying to crawl further up her head. I relocated him to her belly, where he’s currently making loud sucking sounds.
this reminds me of when the babies would start sucking on my cheek searching in vain for nourishment.
Since momma dogs have nipples all the way down their bellies, the “vain nourishment” spot tends to be that other protuberance – the vulva. =:o
As a professional breastfeeder I am very sensitive to talk about nipples all the way down their bellies. :/
As a professional breastfeeder
Really, you can still make a living at that?
Just be glad that humans don’t usually have litters (numbers beyond twins always feel kinda creepy to me).
Thanks keres. That’s the best of them all. Don’t quote me to Hector.
Fuzzy bellies are great once in a while, but seeing the happy faces of your friends is way more thrilling.
I hear that someday you’ll look back on this and laugh. I’m laughing already.
Henry the Tuatara (my photo at wikipedia), just had 11 babies with his girlfriend. She’s 80, he’s 111.
See…there’s still time for Andi and Maryb to experience the joys of motherhood!
lol!
p.s. I’m glad you left me off that list.
You already have your hands full. 🙂
And then some. Nina, our alpaca, is due this coming month.
Mary, maybe but all of my eggs have been scrambled.
A good day for baring you belly.
Not surprisingly, the evaporative cooler was aimed at the dogs all day.
So round. So chubby. So cute. I’m in love.
about 4″ inches so far and somewhere between 2-6 inches more by tomorrow morning. Bebo loves it but Jim loves it even more because schools are closed.
Oh, no!
I guess it is coming our way – though, young asklet will be delighted. Me, not so much.
Came across a sweet site yesterday, a sample video below and link to the site. A hit for anyone enamored by puppies/kittens/babies.
Cute Things Falling Asleep
I was hoping we’d get a cancellation…my brother’s kids have a 2-hour delay in their district. No such luck, though.