Last night I decided not to stay up with the puppies, the lack of sleep over the past 12 days was making me feel jet lagged and I was struggling to function during the day. I needed to sleep in my bed. The doors were left open with a baby gate to stop Willow coming along to the bedrooms. Brontë and her puppies were settled in their crate for the night.
At 4:45am I heard Willow making a noise, between a yap and a cry, so I went straight along to see her. It was like a scene from Lassie, she was running to and fro between me and her puppy room. When I got there I saw that she had dug her vet bed up and three of her puppies had gone underneath it. She wanted me to get them out for her!
As soon as I put the bedding straight and the puppies all together she jumped back in her box and started to feed and clean them.
What a clever little dog.