|That Pup ||
Posted 01-22-2004 at 12:07:24
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I was sitting in the recliner about half asleep when suddenly my wife screamed, Do something, she's going to kill that pup. I looked up from the boob tube to see here staring out the window. I rushed over to see what was going on to see our dog Gypsy Girl mauling one of her pups. I told my wife to forget about it, for she, the dog, knew what she was doing.
Now in order for you to better understand what was happening, allow me to take you back to the beginning.
You see, in keeping with the vet's recommendation, we allowed Gypsy to mother one litter before having her spayed. Now, her pregnancy was as per chance rather than planning. For, when she dropped her litter of 10, anyone could readily see that the neighbors roitweller was the papa. Well, she chose as her birthing place, an area under the corn crib. And, as soon as the pups were big enough to walk, they first here, then there, and every where.
Now, as it happened, I was stretching out a garden hose one day when one of the pups got under foot and I stepped on it's paw. Well, the little fellow let go a yelp and made a bee line for the crib. I got down on my knees and tried to coax the pup out so I could check to see if anything was broken or crushed. But, he wouldn't leave his lair.
Over the next couple of weeks, whenever the pup would see me or my wife, he would take off for the crib. Moreover, he was so timid, he would run from the other pups. And, to make things worse, he was not getting as big as the others. So, it was evident, that he was not claiming his fair share of mothers milk. I knew I needed to get ahold of him, to show he had nothing to fear. And, he needed to be fattened up. So, I decided if the status didn't change, I would have to hire a small boy to go in and pull him out.
Now, that never happened. Because, Gypsy took the matter onto herself. And, it's what she did that started my wife to screaming. First off, the mother carried the timid puppy a far piece out to the soybean field. There, she proceeded to antagonize the poor little fellow by biting and generally intimidating him.. After I explained to my wife that the Gypsy was concerned about the pups developement, she declared she just couldn't watch anymore.
Now, it took about three days for the pup to get the message that the harassment would not end until he faught back. So, about noon on the third day, the little guy stood up like a champion and started attacking his mother. After that, you'd never know that he had ever been afraid. For, he would wrestle around with others in the brood and, eventually got to the point where he would beg for food just like his brothers and sisters.
Now, if there's a moral to this story, it is that even a dog can be a caring mother.
By the way, we named that pup G.W. Dogg cause he don't back down..........gfp aka Alias