The Tale of Baby.

Once Upon a Time, my dogs went into heat back to back.  It was awesome, but not awesome good. It was much like awesome dumb.

Have you ever had a dog in heat in your home?  If not, take it from me…it is gross.

I know they make doggie Maxi-pad thingies, but on our dogs, those would last about .0002  seconds and they would be off…..chewed up and scattered about my house. That might be almost as bad as when Honey got into the diaper pail years ago.  Almost.

Both dogs went into heat in the days before their spay appointments, so we had to cancel them last Fall. Lets just say, I never want to experience a dog in heat again, so we re-booked.  Skye’s appointment fell well before she started again, but due to no appointments available until last month, Kona’s was a close one.  She had started exhibiting some signs….digging, mood, humping, etc etc.

Thankfully she didn’t really start, and we took off for her Big Day.


Going to the vet was pretty traumatic for her….and me.  She had really never been before, and was super freaked out about me handing her leash over and walking out the door.  I might have called Bill in a panic.  I love my woowies and hated to leave her so afraid.

In spite of this, she did wonderful for the surgery, but post-op, things were rough.  She was so uncomfortable the first 2 days.  Honey was very empathetic.  Skye, her mama, licked her for about 5 minutes and then was gone.  So much for the puppy bonding thing.  Not.


Poor baby. By the second day, things started to get weird.  She got very clingy, and seemed moody.  I started wondering if she was having some hormone issues.


And then it happened.   Things got very wanky when she latched on to one of her chew toys.  It is a leopard head with two flaps hanging down….and a squeak toy in the head.  Awesome baby material.

We nick named it “Baby” and it went everywhere with her.  OMG, it was adorable/heart breaking.  She picked it up so very gently and would carry Baby from room to room with her.  She would make little nests and curl up, hugging the weird little puppy.


She was very protective of Baby around the other dogs and would growl and snap at them if they came near.  Her breasts swelled with milk and she would try and nurse it.  (Daggers through the heart).


Baby lasted for about a week.  During this time I looked up information about ghost pregnancies and found that she most likely had been in the early stages of starting heat, so when she was spayed, her hormones dropped suddenly, signaling her body that she had delivered puppies.  It also stated that you should take away the “puppy” to help them speed through the process.  Billy gave a huge thumbs down to this.  When I told him he said “No way. Would you want YOUR babies taken away from you like that?”

Um, does college ring a bell?  Right.


And so, Baby stayed and Kona spent the week being a mother for the first time.

During week 2, Baby slowly became a chew toy again. And she started to stink really bad so outside she went.



And Kona became her sweet self again.


“Oh, that scratching feels soooo goooood!”


The End.

Parting shots……

Kona and Baby, 2015


Bill and Cory, 1994



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