My burn pile actually caused me some grief yesterday. And a late start on photos. It was hard to get going, but once going I was nervous about leaving it unattended. Was finally rained out early evening which basically put an end to my worry of burning down the neighborhood. Fortunately. A good worry free sleep. It was still raining this morning when I woke up and half way through the day. But finally the clouds dispersed and I was able to get the pups out for their first outdoor adventure. Solo today for the main purpose of capturing week 4 photos. Each did well and I received lots of kisses! I sat on the porch with each of them for a few minutes to let them get accustomed to the light, new sights and sounds. Four week photos are one of the things I most look forward to when it comes to pup rearing. I always get joy from watching their reactions to their vast new world. For the most part week four photos are pretty easy. They generally don't venture far from where they're placed. Once in a while they surprise me with their bold nature as they venture off into the great unknown. Midway through I thought Red was going to take the award for best tracking ability. But Grey passed her up. Hands down. I struggled a little trying to get a good head shot of her as she seemed to have a pretty good idea of where I'd gone and would chase me down. At a leisurely trot I had some trouble getting enough distance from her and myself to grab a good shot. Red the same but to a little lesser degree. Those two will cause me trouble in the weeks ahead with photos I think.... we will see. Yellow gets the award this week for best climber. She had no interest in staying where placed and seemed to enjoy the obstacles facing her... or at least the ones she chose to tackle. Black gets the award for lazy... or maybe sleepy.
The pups are doing great! Appetite is increasing and this afternoon I increased their feeding to 4 cups of food watered down with 2-3 cups of water. Two pie plates pretty well up to the rim and they did a great job of finishing. That's a lot of bulk for little belly's. Even when there are 12 of them.
Getka rarely spends time nursing anymore. She'll jump in the box periodically to check on them but her visits are short lived. I think new found teeth are sending her running. Or maybe the overwhelming attack on her by so many. She'll lay on her ottoman and watch... and I think tease. The pups are attempting chin ups on the walls and it won't be long before they are able to maneuver themselves over those rails. I plan to move them out of my bedroom into their new habitat tomorrow in the neighboring mud room. A corral, with a cot bed, shavings and a water station. There they will stay until they are ready to join their new families and abodes.