We’ve had a couple long nights and a day around here but everyone seems to be settling in comfortably. Neve started having the puppies at 3:33 am Monday the 22nd. She didn’t finish until 12:30pm. In that time I had to what’s called “swing” the 2nd male who was grasping for breath and life. It was a scary few moments as we cleaned out his breathing passages and and rubbed him trying to help him live. Finally after what seemed like ages he started making squeaking noises which meant that he was a fighter and what we were doing was working! I then got him to latch on mama and he’s been just fine ever since. What a crazy experience of near death into life. I’m pretty sure that little guy will forever be my favorite. When you go through something like that with an animal or person it forever bonds you in a certain way.
Painted Crimson Goldens 
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