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Eight weeks and off to new homes.

Having dreaded the departure for weeks, it is actually not too bad. I have managed not to cry so far. During the last week it has become clear to me that the pups need more than what I can give them and they need more space and more challenges. They are ready to go to their new homes and I am ready to concentrate more on Pontus.

Gaias female pups at eight weeks BLOG

Gaias male pups at eight weeks Blog copy

Titan went first and I forgot to take a photo of him before he left, so I only have this one sent from his new home as he had arrived safe and well.

Ahhh, to be a puppy……

Oceanus lives up to his name by being the first to wade in the water. Pontus was next, I am pleased to say  :-)

Oceanus in the puddling pool.

Oceanus in the puddling pool.

I bought two big Tesco ‘plastic’ chickens for them, chopped them in quarters and they devoured them.

Pontus with his chunk of chicken.

Pontus with his chunk of chicken.

Theia

Theia

The care free life with food and toys.

The care free life with food and toys.

It’s funny how all dogs love to sleep with their heads resting on the side of their dog beds, even when they are a bit too small for the size of the sides.

Pontus and Helios asleep in the raised bed, resting their heads on the side.

Pontus and Helios asleep in the raised bed, resting their heads on the side.

But life moves on and we all marched off to the vet where they all got micro chipped, vaccinated and checked over. At first the vet seems nice…..

Nice vet...

Nice vet…

OUCH!!!

OUCH!!!

Definitely not sure about these vets now.

Vets are scary.

Vets are scary.

Even at home Mum now tells us off sometimes and it’s REALLY scary!

Selene stands corrected by Mum.

Selene stands corrected by Mum.