So, I'm sure everyone is waiting in suspense for some news. Unfortunately I've been living in fear that I was faced with an unsuccessful mating and eventually the need to make some disappointing phone calls. That possibility still exists. The height of Skye's heat cycle coincided basically to the day to which Hurricane Irma impacted our area. I mentioned I might have to pull her early and basically that's what ended up happening. As it turned out the people caring for her and responsible for the mating along with another family from Venice ended up evacuating -animals and all to my place here in Hawthorne. We had a full house for sure! With the hurricane forecast to come up along the west coast at our south and from there up the center of the state none of us felt particularly safe. It was agreed a two story block home, even though surrounded by trees, was probably the safest bet as long as we stayed on the main floor during the brunt of the storm. The storm came and went and as quick as they arrived, my guests along with Skye departed the day after the storm. In conversation, I was told Skye and Lynk had been playful together and in general seemed to be a good match. Some mating behavior observed but no actual mating occurring. While readying horses for evacuation however, I was told there was a period of time the day before the storm that the dogs disappeared behind the RV shed and did not come forth to calling. Generally speaking Skye will come running when called and apparently Lynk will too. Things that make you go hmm....
The day following the storm, here at home, we attempted a witnessed breeding but Skye was having no part of it. That behavior, with some dogs, is common once bred. We quickly separated them but thought it worth a shot to give them another chance in the environment they'd grown used to once things returned to a degree of normalcy. But it was a no go. I picked Skye up with a fair degree of uncertainty regarding the outcome of her days away from me. Long story short we were left with a big fat uncomfortable "maybe".
Yesterday, for the first time, as Skye stretched out on the floor along side me, after all the worry and wonder, I thought to myself, hmmm.... maybe you're pregnant after all. While there really isn't any obvious belly development yet I'm seeing some other signs that lead me to finally believe we may indeed have pups on the way. I generally don't call it until day 40 when I see that belly but since it's close and I started out with great doubt I'm really excited to pass on that we at least have signs of possibility. Updates, including the addition of some photos and documents of my choice of sire for Skye will follow once I'm fully comfortable announcing a confirmed pregnancy. Keep those fingers crossed.
The day following the storm, here at home, we attempted a witnessed breeding but Skye was having no part of it. That behavior, with some dogs, is common once bred. We quickly separated them but thought it worth a shot to give them another chance in the environment they'd grown used to once things returned to a degree of normalcy. But it was a no go. I picked Skye up with a fair degree of uncertainty regarding the outcome of her days away from me. Long story short we were left with a big fat uncomfortable "maybe".
Yesterday, for the first time, as Skye stretched out on the floor along side me, after all the worry and wonder, I thought to myself, hmmm.... maybe you're pregnant after all. While there really isn't any obvious belly development yet I'm seeing some other signs that lead me to finally believe we may indeed have pups on the way. I generally don't call it until day 40 when I see that belly but since it's close and I started out with great doubt I'm really excited to pass on that we at least have signs of possibility. Updates, including the addition of some photos and documents of my choice of sire for Skye will follow once I'm fully comfortable announcing a confirmed pregnancy. Keep those fingers crossed.
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