Sugar update...

Thank you all for all of your prayers.  We are thankful to the Lord for his healing touch - even on a dog.  Sugar has been improving.  The last two evenings she even got up and walked/ran around some.  She has also been able to use the bathroom grass - which we didn't find evidence of her doing for approximately 3 days.

  We were quite worried, but are now hopeful for a full recovery.

  She has still not regained her appetite.  We have been bribing her with chicken broth and milk - but sometimes she doesn't even want to drink any milk.  Today I boiled some ground beef and then added some ugali (corn) flour to it to make a soft porridge.  Even after not eating all day, she wasn't really interested in it.  Around 9:00 pm, I dipped two fingers into it and put it under her nose.  She happily licked it off.  I did that for about 4 bites, then moved the food right under her nose and the next time she went to lick it off of my fingers, I put my fingers directly in the food dish.  Seems crazy to go to that trouble to get a dog to eat!!!  Especially when she has 3 pups to feed.  I think they are a little skinnier than they were a few days ago, but they still seem ok - just no chubby bellies.

  She also won't stand up to drink water, but will often drink it if we put the dish right under her nose.  Tonight when she was away from her pups for about 5 min, she did go to their usual water dish and drink some there.

  She really is a good mama - she is VERY careful about not squishing the puppies.

  Anyway, just wanted to give you an update.  Obv she is not out of the woods yet, but Benjamin is no longer repeatedly saying that she is going to die.  :)  She is improving!

Proud Mama Sugar...

Tired Mama Sugar!

  So, thanks to a friend I have these pictures (yep - we still don't have a camera!).  Sugar had her puppies sometime Tuesday during the night.  She had been acting a little strangely on Tuesday, so I decided to go ahead and lock Rocky in the back and keep Sugar in the front.

  We don't know for sure that Rocky would have harmed the puppies, but we didn't want to take that chance.  Also, for Sugar's peace of mind, I knew he should be FAR FAR AWAY!!!

  Sorry - I don't have the time to label the pics individually, but they are pretty self explanatory.

  Sugar had 3 pups on Tuesday night.  Two black and one brindle.  The brindle is a female - and she is the biggest for sure!  The black ones are one male and one female.  I think it is the male that has some white markings on his chest.  I don't remember for sure...

  We noticed on Thursday that she really wasn't eating.  Sugar didn't seem to be doing as well as we were expecting.  Well, we moved her and the pups inside the house this morning (Friday) around 7:15 am.  About 10 am, she gave birth to a fourth (obviously still born) puppy.  He would have been a brindle male if he had survived.

  Benjamin was able to go and pick up and vet and bring him back here to the house.  Honestly, the vets here don't do much... they are quite limited.  But he gave her an injection to fight any infection and also an injection to stimulate appetite.  Hmmm... I am still never sure what this is - but they gave one to Cocoa before she died...

  The vet wants to come again tomorrow to give her another injection for the infection.  She has been resting pretty peacefully for the last 4 hrs.

  The pups seem to be doing pretty well.  They are actually quite noisy!  We will move them back outside before night time, but we wanted to be able to keep an eye on Sugar today.

  Please say a little prayer for her recovery and the health of the puppies!

Thanks!

Accomplishment alert...

Tonight the house is all locked and I made it INSIDE WITH the keys.  Just celebrating the small victories. :)  Wishing you all a peaceful night!

Ever notice how...

EVERYTHING BAD HAPPENS WHEN YOUR HUSBAND IS NOT HOME???

  This just must be one of those Murphy's laws of life.  All the bad stuff happens when my husband is gone... of course, you could say that if he were home, it would not happen at all.  This is also partly true.
  So, as you can imagine, I have a good story for you.  About last night.  It still makes me feel a little sick to my stomach just thinking about it.  But everything is mostly okay now.
  So, when I am home alone, sometimes I am a little anxious - you know, you hear the bump in the night and stuff like that.  Often when I am not ready to lock up the house totally, but I am feeling a little more vulnerable, I will just lock the wooden front door, but not the big metal security door so that I feel a little more safe.  Our back door has to be locked from the outside since the burglary.  I have been concerned about this thinking it is a security issue not being able to unlock it or lock it from inside the house.  And I have been proven right twice now - but we will just deal with last night in this post.
  Last night before going to bed, I decided to start a load of laundry.  Our washing machine is out back (and it takes 2 -2 1/2 hrs to wash one load).  I frequently will start a load at night so I can hang it up in the morning sun (or throw it in the dryer).
  I was getting ready(ish) for bed, so I was wearing capris and a baggy t-shirt - I did slip my shoes on, which I don't always do when I just run outside really quickly - and this was a GOOD thing!  So, I went out, started the laundry, played with Rocky, and then I pushed the padlock closed - it is one of those where a key is not required.
  I walked around to the front door only to find that I had just locked myself out of the house.  At 10:45 at night.  All by myself.  In my pj's.  Without money.  Without my phone.  Without my husband.  Thankfully with shoes.
  So, I knew feeling awful wasn't going to help and neither was falling to pieces.  I still felt awful - you just can't control that, but I figured I needed to weigh my options and figure out the best thing to do.
  I weighed my options.  I tried to break down our wooden door - even though this wasn't my favorite idea.  I mean, there was NO favorite idea - it was like a lose, lose, lose, you are a loser thing...  This may look fairly easy in the movies - it is rigged, I can tell you!  I put a fair amount of weight into it and decided it was not going to work.
  Pretty much I was then left with two choices.  Stay outside with the pups all night (possibly getting eaten alive by bugs) and get help in the morning or walk and get help.  I knew I would not end up sleeping well and would be miserable if I took option 1, so I decided to go with the second one.
  Yeah - this wasn't a favorite option either b/c my nearest neighbours that I know and trust are about a 15 min walk away.  In the dark.  Around 11 pm.  By myself.  Not totally appropriately attired.  Did I mention it was late and dark and I was by myself?  I did... oh good.  Wouldn't have wanted you to miss that.
  I also realized I would have to climb our wall - can't open the gate without keys...
  So, I prayed and left - what else could I do?  Like I said, just loser options.  Anyway, when I jumped down from the wall, I cut my foot on something.  It wasn't bad, but when I did it, I was pretty for sure it was bleeding.  Which is fun when you know you are walking in the dark, by yourself, late at night in INCHES of dust in the dark.... oh.... already mentioned that... anyway - please don't think street lights or house lights or stupid stuff like that.  TIA people!  There aren't too many inhabited houses around  and I was walking dusty dirt roads.
  So, I set off praying and walking as fast as I could in the dark.... you know...  When I got to my friend's compound, they were obv sleeping!  They had a night guard who was all the way at the back of their compound and their dogs know me and like me, so didn't really bark...  Anyway, I banged and banged and banged on the metal bars until the guard eventually showed up.
  Thankfully, on the weekend, their guard is my part time gardener, so he knew me and let me in and then used his phone to wake this couple up.
  They were really gracious and I ended up spending the night there. Oh yeah - and bawling like a baby once I was finally in the house and not having to keep it together!
 This morning I used their phone to call Benjamin to get the number for another friend who has power tools who could come and cut the padlock on the back door.  So, I am writing this from my computer and the safety of my own home.
  Unfortunately, I think I may have cause a little damage to our wooden front door - it didn't want to unlock very easily.  Another project for my husband.  Sigh...  Sorry love!
  Well, in the end, I am sooooooooooooooo grateful for the Lord's protection and for His provision of friends willing to help.  The timing was pretty good too, because these friends that I walked to just got back to Mbeya about a week ago, so I could easily have been stuck having to chance walking 30 min or more along town roads (which would have felt less safe than walking dark deserted roads) or spending a whole night outside being upset at myself and bit by bugs, and licked by dogs.
  I don't think I am going to let my husband leave EVER AGAIN!!!!!!!!