Mother and The Pups
Mother loved her Miniature Schnauzers, Penelope (Penny) and Patrick (Patty). It was decided that they should be bred, with the intent of giving my step-sister 2 puppies and finding loving homes for the others.
My mother had only one child, me; and I'm sure she was sedated as much as medically allowed during my birth.
I have no children, so it's safe to say that between the two of us,
we didn't know nutin' 'bout birthin' no babies
Somehow, I was appointed midwife and was expected to help Penny deliver her pups.
Why are puppies and babies always born in the middle of the night?
All went well until pup #4 was stillborn. I suctioned out his nose and throat, still no movement.
Mother is frantically pacing the kitchen floor, with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of wine in the other screaming,
"Kit, Do SOMETHING!"
I started vigorously rubbing the little body between the palms of my hands and breathing warm air down his throat. I was about to give up when I saw the slightest movement of a paw. My step-father had gotten the blow dryer and we gently blew warm air on the little body.
When he let out a little squeal like a pig, we knew he was going to make it!
That special little fellow would become one of my step-sister's pups.
Mother and I had a wonderful time helping Penny raise her pups.
I would have to say, that was one of the happiest experiences Mother and I ever shared.
Thank you for allowing me to share it with you.
Today would have been Mother's eighty-first birthday.