Jinx and her Gift to us.
After a full day at work on Wednesday with the normal day as normal as a day can be in the freight industry Bern and I were quote happy to lock the depots door behind us. II must admit that my battery was dead and I was on remote control. I checked on the deliveries. Handled the odd query and put out fires where necessary.
Finally it was home time and we finally arrived home at 19h30. When we arrived home I ran to check on jinx and saw that the little runt was seemed to be doing well. I picked him up and tried to warm his body with my mine. I held him in my shirt next to my heart and rubbed him and tried so hard to give him encouragement.
Jinx was very stressed out and she kept on trying to get her pup back from me. It was quite obvious that this little pup was not going to survive. So I returned her baby to Jinx, and she cuddled up with him and put her head on him after trying to encourage him to drink and 20h05 little baby had died.
All in all I was a puddle of a person and quite the shaky nervous version of Michelle – the mother of three, the defender of the weak and innocent. My trusty sword was like a deflated balloon, my shield of armour was my cell phone, and my body armour was my trusty pajamas and now I was armed with a wooden spoon and chicken fillets and garlic and cheese preparing dinner. Quite the terrifying warrior!
That was the last straw for me. I stood in the kitchen alone while Bern handled the cleaning up of the house and sorting out the bedding for Jinx and I sobbed at my failure to save this little pup. Today had just been a horrid day and to add to that, my one friend was not having a good time in Botswana and I felt so helpless to help not the three pups that died, I was also ineffectual in being able to help my long time friend from Zimbabwe days. All in all quite a devastating day.
Bern found me crying in the kitchen into the chicken, which I told her was now Chicken a la Tears and she listened while I told her just how terrible I felt. I am not a big hugger when I cry, it’s a space issue I think and I feel that if I allow myself to be hugged and pacified I will surely have a total break down so I handle my emotional outburst a little differently.
I analyze and over analyze the situations and turn the pain into anger or come up with a plan to prevent this happening again… but the loss of the third Pup and the office politics was quite draining. After the many hours of watching over Madam Jinx and the new branch I was in serious need to sleep and a little bit of TLC. Bern and I went and sat with Jinx and her pups and I watched the wriggling bundles of joy and marveled at how well Jinx had adjusted to being a mommy.
Jinx’s has brought such joy into our lives and her new additions have really added some extra spice to our lives.
Let me introduce you to her children.
Toffee was the first one to arrive-
She is quite a cutie with her lovely toffee colour body and black face. In some of the pictures I have taken she looks like she is wearing a toupee. I have her picture as my screen saver on my phone and yes she has stolen my heart. I held her when she was born and warmed her up in a scarf towel like thing as Jinx was still very confused about this birthing thing.
She kept on licking her baby sopping wet and playing shuttle board with her across the bathroom floor while she cleaned her. Toffee is adorable and she loves kisses and hugs and she tried to suck your lip when you kiss her. Such sweet kisses and she has inherited her mother’s soft minx like coat so soft and smooth
Chocolat was the next pup to be born. She came into the world so calmly and lay there quite dazed while her mom cleaned her wriggling and looking for food. Jinx went over board in cleaning her too and I finally rescued her to dry her off and they fell asleep on my lap, while jinx laid her head on my lap and had a cat nap as well.
Chocolat has this beautiful dark chocolate colouring and has this perfect shaped mouth with her little tongue hanging out most of the time. She is one of the larger pups and quite the adventurer as I have found her half way across the blanket she and her siblings sleep on when Jinx is taking a much needed rest. She loves cuddling and really likes to curl up in the crook of my neck and nuzzle and if I have to explain the hickies to Bern I will have to show her the proof as this one is a nuzzler of note. Chocolat has stolen Bern’s heart.
Lady Gwenevea was the next one to be born, she is not as large as her sisters but she is a moaner and believes she deserves first place in the food factory. She moans like a little engine. Grrr, rumble rumble and an occasional squeak.
She is a brown/black with the perfect a white chest and a triangle shape in black right in the middle of her chest. Hence the name Lady Gwenevea, I first called her Sir Lancelot as I did not see the other body parts as the umbilical cord was rather large and mistook that for his male gender… but no she is a perfect little lady and has the courage of a Knight as she bulldozes her way through the writhing bodies to claim her favourite teat and will not give up until she has wriggled her way in to her favourite watering hole.
Tiny was born next. He is a little bundle of wriggles and squirming. Drying him was not as easy as he was determined to escape. Jinx cleaned him and loved him and took extra care to make sure every part of him was cleaned by rolling him over and over as if he was a rolling pin. Tiny did not like this at all and he was added to the babies in my lap after mommy was satisfied that he was clean. He is quite the fighter and even though he is much smaller than his siblings he really is quite a strong boy.
Piglet was born next. Well when you see the pictures you will see why he is called Piglet. A perfectly pink smooth and mouthwith black freckles; with this cute little scrunched up face and he is adorable and cuddly and a beautiful shade of black with small white flashes.
In spite of his name, he is quite a placid pup, and not a needy little boy. Quite content and does not stir when he is picked up. I think he will be a gentle soul and will just go with the flow.
Max two was born next and he was the splitting image of his dad. Quite a big boy and has the bow tie to match, but he was one of the pups that did not make it. He was fine when I left for work, but when I got home he was gone. I was shattered, I gently took him and wrapped him in a dish cloth and did the little animal prayer for him and put him near his sister who was born while I was fetching my helper. She was a tan nut colour and would have been a real beauty.
What order the other four arrived in I have absolutely no idea. So I can only tell you about them.
There is Espresso a darker version of Chocolat. She is really big girl and a soft bundle of hugs and wriggles, you will for often than not find her at the bottom of the pile and she seems to thrive on the attention of being the ground sheet. Never a moan she should be called Gentle Bertha as she eats sleeps, allows her mom to clean her and push her around the blanket and just goes right back to sleep when the bath time is over
We have a Little squeaker a bundle of movement and he has an internal battery and he never stops. When he is not squeaking he is grumbling and climbing on top of the heap and would be the first one to fight his way to the nipple and he is an eater of note.
He is not a large boy but he has the heart of Goliath so he is called Goliath because of his courage and big heart. He has already learnt o bark and growl and it is so cute and he gets so frustrated and does this cute little barking crawling movement like a wind up toy. What a delightful little boy.
Runt came into this world much too tiny to survive, he really tried but I think he was too tiny to survive and I would rather not go into how cute he was and I will miss him.
So here is the list of My wonderful Jinx’s babies and she is such a good mom. Adoring and attentive and one of the joys of my rather horrid week.
Toffee
Chocolat
Lady Gwenevea
After a full day at work on Wednesday with the normal day as normal as a day can be in the freight industry Bern and I were quote happy to lock the depots door behind us. II must admit that my battery was dead and I was on remote control. I checked on the deliveries. Handled the odd query and put out fires where necessary.
Finally it was home time and we finally arrived home at 19h30. When we arrived home I ran to check on jinx and saw that the little runt was seemed to be doing well. I picked him up and tried to warm his body with my mine. I held him in my shirt next to my heart and rubbed him and tried so hard to give him encouragement.
Jinx was very stressed out and she kept on trying to get her pup back from me. It was quite obvious that this little pup was not going to survive. So I returned her baby to Jinx, and she cuddled up with him and put her head on him after trying to encourage him to drink and 20h05 little baby had died.
All in all I was a puddle of a person and quite the shaky nervous version of Michelle – the mother of three, the defender of the weak and innocent. My trusty sword was like a deflated balloon, my shield of armour was my cell phone, and my body armour was my trusty pajamas and now I was armed with a wooden spoon and chicken fillets and garlic and cheese preparing dinner. Quite the terrifying warrior!
That was the last straw for me. I stood in the kitchen alone while Bern handled the cleaning up of the house and sorting out the bedding for Jinx and I sobbed at my failure to save this little pup. Today had just been a horrid day and to add to that, my one friend was not having a good time in Botswana and I felt so helpless to help not the three pups that died, I was also ineffectual in being able to help my long time friend from Zimbabwe days. All in all quite a devastating day.
Bern found me crying in the kitchen into the chicken, which I told her was now Chicken a la Tears and she listened while I told her just how terrible I felt. I am not a big hugger when I cry, it’s a space issue I think and I feel that if I allow myself to be hugged and pacified I will surely have a total break down so I handle my emotional outburst a little differently.
I analyze and over analyze the situations and turn the pain into anger or come up with a plan to prevent this happening again… but the loss of the third Pup and the office politics was quite draining. After the many hours of watching over Madam Jinx and the new branch I was in serious need to sleep and a little bit of TLC. Bern and I went and sat with Jinx and her pups and I watched the wriggling bundles of joy and marveled at how well Jinx had adjusted to being a mommy.
Jinx’s has brought such joy into our lives and her new additions have really added some extra spice to our lives.
Let me introduce you to her children.
Toffee was the first one to arrive-
She is quite a cutie with her lovely toffee colour body and black face. In some of the pictures I have taken she looks like she is wearing a toupee. I have her picture as my screen saver on my phone and yes she has stolen my heart. I held her when she was born and warmed her up in a scarf towel like thing as Jinx was still very confused about this birthing thing.
She kept on licking her baby sopping wet and playing shuttle board with her across the bathroom floor while she cleaned her. Toffee is adorable and she loves kisses and hugs and she tried to suck your lip when you kiss her. Such sweet kisses and she has inherited her mother’s soft minx like coat so soft and smooth
Chocolat was the next pup to be born. She came into the world so calmly and lay there quite dazed while her mom cleaned her wriggling and looking for food. Jinx went over board in cleaning her too and I finally rescued her to dry her off and they fell asleep on my lap, while jinx laid her head on my lap and had a cat nap as well.
Chocolat has this beautiful dark chocolate colouring and has this perfect shaped mouth with her little tongue hanging out most of the time. She is one of the larger pups and quite the adventurer as I have found her half way across the blanket she and her siblings sleep on when Jinx is taking a much needed rest. She loves cuddling and really likes to curl up in the crook of my neck and nuzzle and if I have to explain the hickies to Bern I will have to show her the proof as this one is a nuzzler of note. Chocolat has stolen Bern’s heart.
Lady Gwenevea was the next one to be born, she is not as large as her sisters but she is a moaner and believes she deserves first place in the food factory. She moans like a little engine. Grrr, rumble rumble and an occasional squeak.
She is a brown/black with the perfect a white chest and a triangle shape in black right in the middle of her chest. Hence the name Lady Gwenevea, I first called her Sir Lancelot as I did not see the other body parts as the umbilical cord was rather large and mistook that for his male gender… but no she is a perfect little lady and has the courage of a Knight as she bulldozes her way through the writhing bodies to claim her favourite teat and will not give up until she has wriggled her way in to her favourite watering hole.
Tiny was born next. He is a little bundle of wriggles and squirming. Drying him was not as easy as he was determined to escape. Jinx cleaned him and loved him and took extra care to make sure every part of him was cleaned by rolling him over and over as if he was a rolling pin. Tiny did not like this at all and he was added to the babies in my lap after mommy was satisfied that he was clean. He is quite the fighter and even though he is much smaller than his siblings he really is quite a strong boy.
Piglet was born next. Well when you see the pictures you will see why he is called Piglet. A perfectly pink smooth and mouthwith black freckles; with this cute little scrunched up face and he is adorable and cuddly and a beautiful shade of black with small white flashes.
In spite of his name, he is quite a placid pup, and not a needy little boy. Quite content and does not stir when he is picked up. I think he will be a gentle soul and will just go with the flow.
Max two was born next and he was the splitting image of his dad. Quite a big boy and has the bow tie to match, but he was one of the pups that did not make it. He was fine when I left for work, but when I got home he was gone. I was shattered, I gently took him and wrapped him in a dish cloth and did the little animal prayer for him and put him near his sister who was born while I was fetching my helper. She was a tan nut colour and would have been a real beauty.
What order the other four arrived in I have absolutely no idea. So I can only tell you about them.
There is Espresso a darker version of Chocolat. She is really big girl and a soft bundle of hugs and wriggles, you will for often than not find her at the bottom of the pile and she seems to thrive on the attention of being the ground sheet. Never a moan she should be called Gentle Bertha as she eats sleeps, allows her mom to clean her and push her around the blanket and just goes right back to sleep when the bath time is over
We have a Little squeaker a bundle of movement and he has an internal battery and he never stops. When he is not squeaking he is grumbling and climbing on top of the heap and would be the first one to fight his way to the nipple and he is an eater of note.
He is not a large boy but he has the heart of Goliath so he is called Goliath because of his courage and big heart. He has already learnt o bark and growl and it is so cute and he gets so frustrated and does this cute little barking crawling movement like a wind up toy. What a delightful little boy.
Runt came into this world much too tiny to survive, he really tried but I think he was too tiny to survive and I would rather not go into how cute he was and I will miss him.
So here is the list of My wonderful Jinx’s babies and she is such a good mom. Adoring and attentive and one of the joys of my rather horrid week.
Toffee
Chocolat
Lady Gwenevea
Tiny
Angel – tan one who did survive
Piglet
Max 2 – also did not survive
Espresso
Goliath
Runt – third loss
Angel – tan one who did survive
Piglet
Max 2 – also did not survive
Espresso
Goliath
Runt – third loss
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