As I write, we are still trying to adjust to having three German Shepherds instead of six, or seven. This has been one of the greatest, and hardest, endeavors we’ve ever taken on. Not only for us, apparently, as every being in this house, dogs and cat included, collapsed, exhausted, around lunchtime today. The house is full, but feels half empty. It’s hard to believe the sweet little beings who were born into our hands just eight weeks ago, are now beautiful puppies ready for their new lives.
We’ll never do this again – not because it was hard, it was also a joy – but because our beautiful Jet went through so much that we never meant to put her through. The whole experience will always be with us though – from the tears of joy at five little pups alive and breathing on their own, to tears of sadness at the sudden loss of what we thought was our strongest pup, and now missing the little lives who were so much a part of ours.
As I write, Jet is giving Bella a full bath – christening her into what she knows to be her new life. While Bella is staying with us, she now has no puppies to play with, and perhaps the hardest life of all – living with mom and dad. It’s a very strange day here, but a happy one, knowing all of the pups went to wonderful homes where they will be loved and cared for.
Thursday evening, Precious left for her new home where she will have two female German Shepherd dogs to watch over her and teach her.