On Thursday I went to school for my final exam before the summer. My boyfriend was at work and his mom came over to watch Alva while we were away. 15 minutes before I was going to start my exam I recieved a message from my boyfriend: “mom told me that Alva got a pup! It’s a girl!”.
It was a bit annoying, because I had been home the whole week, and I was only going away for some hours that day. And, on that day she got them while I was away. Bad luck..
When I heard about all the drama that happened I was a bit happy for not being home after all. My boyfriends mom has a lot of experience from earlier because she and her husband have been breeding siberian huskies for years. She told me in the phone that Alva had given birth to a female. She then gave birth to a male. We didn’t expect many pups, and because of what happened next, I’m happy that there was only two of them.
My boyfriends mom quickly realized that Alva didn’t have the mothers instinct. She wanted to eat her own puppies and she only looked at them as living food. We named our puppies Arya and Max. We had to seperate the puppies from their mother and milk her. We then had to try give the pups milk from syringes.
We then realized that we had to feed the pups ourselves. But thats not all of the drama. Alva managed to hurt both of her puppies before my boyfriends mom realized and was quick enough to remove them from their mothers bite.
We went to the veterinary and Arya had a broken jaw. Max had several wounds, one was very deep and almost punctured his lung and he also missed a toe on one of his paws. The vet told us that they might survive and that she could try stitch the biggest wound Max had. She also told us that we had to give Arya food from syringes because of her jaw the first 2 weeks, and that we could try to force their mother to feed Max in controlled situations. Arya and Max are of the breed jämthund and we want to use them for hunting. We were afraid that Max’ missing toe would be a problem, but the vet told us that the toe was the least of his problems. He was going to be fine if he got food and his wounds healed well.
I had to take the job as their mother. I had to feed them every hour the first 48 hours and I had to milk Alva so that I had the best milk they could get. Milking a dog was very special..
The first day went well and they both seemed okay. Arya seemd happy and pleased, it didnt look like she had any pain because of her jaw or anything. Max screamed a lot the first 24 hours because of his wounds, but today he’s been very quiet, except for when he wants food. Which is a good sign.
Last night Arya passed away. I had just fed her and newborn puppies need help from their mother so that they can urinate and poo. I was massaging her when her body just went completely stiff, like if all her muscles froze. She looked like a statue or a toy or something. I panicked and gave her CPR. It helped and her body and breath became normal again. I told my boyfriend and cried a lot. Suddenly, it happened again. And again. and again, and again.. We tried to help her and understand what happened for the next 3 hours, but in the end her heart couldnt take it anymore and we witnessed that it stopped. We had lost her. We have talked about this today and we think that she was born with some sort of internal problems. We think her lungs collapsed in the end. She didnt manage to poo the whole day either, and that was also very weird. Thats why we think that she was born with some sort of internal failure, sadly.
Max, who was the most damaged one is now very much active and his progress is very promissing. He eats A LOT and often and he sleeps between his meals. Which is good. Another good thing is that Alva has evolved as a mother. After “forcing” her to feed Max she is now very calm and seems pleased to give him food, thankfully. She’s still sketpical, but as long as she can give him the food he needs, it’s okay. I can do the rest. I hope he makes it and that we can keep him here for maaany years to come ❤
Here are some pictures of our superhero Max