Oh my, our dear sweet Ruby had her pups last night. She birthed 9, one died, and there are 8 thriving little darlings that she is mothering so well. It was a long night but we are all doing good now!
I thought, you know, do I need to share her ‘birthing story’? Well, yes, we all like our stories shared so I will be her mouth piece on the matter today.
Ruby’s birthing story, on July 18, labored from midnight until 6 this morning.
Ruby sleeps in our kitchen on her mat. Our bedroom is very near by so I told Jim about midnight that I heard Ruby breathing awfully hard so I had better go put her in the kennel where we had her all primed to do her business. So, went and put her in her kennel and came back up to bed when not 10 minutes later Layton was down stairs sleeping and comes running into our room, “MOM, I THINK RUBY HAD HER BABIES? I HEAR ONE!!!!” (I feel bad now) but I told Layton it was impossible I just put her down there 10 minutes ago! Jim and I scrambled to get clothes on as fast as we could and sure enough there is this little pup sitting OUTSIDE OF THE KENNEL with Ruby inside of the kennel crying very loudly. We realized the door to the kennel that is made out of plywood Ruby scratched at it so hard, made a hole and threw that baby out as far as she could! Jim took the pup and placed it back in the kennel and she grabbed that thing and went to go throw it out AGAIN! Layton, in his underwear, is standing there having this tug of war with the baby and Ruby telling Ruby to be nice she is a MOM! She ignored it for a while and then decided to start licking it and acting like a mom ‘kind of’. Jim, had to fix the door, so at one in the morning he has his saw out there with a drill, I’m sure the neighbors were thinking we were NUTSO! After he got the door on I gave him permission to go to bed so that he could work in the morning. Brayden, Layton, and I watched and waited until three came out and the boys hit the sack. I stayed out there and sat with her until number 6 was born and she was doing a fabulous job at this point so I went to bed around 4:30 while Jim got up to go to work and saw still only 6 out there. When I got up again at 6:30 she was done and had nine with 8 living. She was working hard at keeping them warm, fed, and stimulated.
Looking back that first one, she must of said, ” THAT THING HURT ME AND I WANT IT OUT!” So, she did just that. Until she graciously took on her mothering role from there on out.
They are springer spaniel/Australian shepherd mix. We had no idea that Ruby could conceive. We thought the breeder that sold her to us had her fixed. NOT THE CASE, we had never seen her come into heat, ever once. So, surprise when one day she was running with me about 3 weeks ago and when usually she is in front of me was lagging behind just a bit and then when I got back from the run Corvan said, “OH MY GOSH RUBY HAS BOOBS!” This was our first indication.
Today, Jordan saw them after Ruby had them and they were being fed. Jordan wanted to know how she fed them inside of her. So, as I was explaining he stopped me in the middle, grabbed my face with his little hands, and says, “MOM, where did those babies come out of her?” Oh, so a little explaining got to be done. I explained it the same way I explained it to Corvan when I was having Jordan. “We have a poop hole, a pee hole, and when Jesus is ready for the babies to come out he opens another hole.” Got it!
I love a good birthing story, and it is always miraculous even if it is a dog. Our Lord? He is in it ALL!