So I get home, wash the grime off, kiss the wife and kids and head for bed at 8pm absolutely shattered. Around 2am the missus burts into the room, flicks on the overhead light and screams “SWEEATHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERT COME QUICK” I am thinking rapists are scaling the walls so i reach for the taser and the knife and she then says “Jirra is having her pups !”
What follows is 4 hours of birthing, blood, cutting umbilical cords, worrying, more birthing etc etc.
10 pups in all with the births spread some 12 hours apart !!!! We have lost four . Two weaklings who could not get to the nipple even when we separated the stronger ones and two still borns. There are two huge strong buggers ( one I have tentatively named TITAN as he just rules the joint ) , a few average sized ones and Mum doing fine and that is the main thing.