One Left!

Well, after 1 1/2 months, the little puppies started chewing on everything...even my front door.

Oscar took four to San Pedro on Monday. Sasha had 9...2 died.

One white one had blue eyes and one black one had one blue eye and one black eye.

We are down to just ONE LEFT!

Awww!

This is one of Sasha's little puppies at Oscar's niece's house. His name is Juko.

Sasha's in the Hospital

Sasha's cast came off (actually she chewed it off), so Oscar took her to the vet and he wants to have her in a cage for at least four days so she can be still. He bandaged her up some how and wants her off her legs for a while. Our yard is too big and she still runs around barking at everyone. He is giving her calcium shots.
This is actually getting kind of funny...she is only a dog! But, Oscar feels so bad that he made her jump and fall.
The house is silent for a while, no little tail "knocking at the door". No barking to let us know someone's here. No one to throw left overs to. We miss her after all.

Help! Emergency!

Last night we got home late from church and after dinner (at 10:00 pm) Oscar went out to play with Sasha. She loves to run and jump and turn flips in the air and Oscar loves to play with her. Well, after a while he came in and said..."Sasha jumped and fell bad on her back leg. I think she broke it!"

Where do we find a vet on a holiday (June 12-Paz de Chaco) and late on a Saturday night?

We quickly thought of Mariela and Jarlen. Jarlen studied to be a Vet in Cuba and just married Mariela and we called them and went all across town to bring them back to our house to have him check out Sasha's leg.

It was pretty bad, so he thought up a way to put it in a cast. Jarlen says that dog bones heal much faster than human bones. I don't know who felt the worst, Oscar, Sasha, Gaby or Jarlen. The whole emergency made it hard to sleep last night.

She seems a little more jumpier today, anyway.

Whewwww, what a crazy night!

Sasha had puppies...I mean...is HAVING puppies!

We were just getting ready to leave for church this afternoon when noticed that Sasha had ONE puppy already born! Something must have happened before we got to her because it's little arm was broken and the bone sticking out. We called the vet and he said to just bring it to him tomorrow and give it a drop of tylenol! So we put a bandaid on it to try to splint it a little bit.

This was sure an experience! She started digging a hole a couple of days ago. Actually, a couple of holes! Today at noon I took a picture of her huge tummy. We thought that they would be born around March 6-8.

Her third puppy was dead and right away she started to eat it and bury it.

Edson and Sasha are such good friends that I have to practically pry him away from the puppies and Sasha. He is so excited.

Well, she is up to 5 as of right now! We thought she was done so we put all the puppies up to her to be fed and all of a sudden she got kind of nervous once again and started pushing all the puppies away. We grabbed them all safely away just as another one was born.

Hmmm. I wonder if we are even going to sleep tonight...

Lazy Days For Sasha

This is Sasha's favorite relax position. She loves to lay out on our bench and enjoy the warmer weather. She looks so comfortable!

Sasha

These pictures are of our Bull Terrier, Sasha. She is STILL very destructive. She chews on anything and everything that is left outside, shoes, flip flops, toys, pillows for our lawn chairs, our picnic table, bones, fruit, coconuts, etc. etc.

She loves to run and jump- super high. She does those trick when she plays with Oscar. She barks at any new person coming around. She eats our leftovers!

Guess who I'm talking to...

"No, don't put that food in your mouth, it's Sasha's food!"
"If you touch the dog's food or water once more, I will have to spank you."
"Don't put Sasha's food in her water dish!"
"Come here...right now...and stop touching the dog's blanket."
"Stop dumping out her water."
"Did you dump Sasha's food in the plants?"
"Don't hit Sasha."
"No...uhhh....what are you doing?"
"Okay, let's tie Sasha up and (let's tie you up, no just thinking)...go in the house."
"Bathtime! Too many dog germs.!

Sasha