To my knowledge, Cowboy has 6 female favorites in his life. Amongst them would be our Sweet Girl, Cowboy’s mother-in-law, Cowboy’s mama and our Red. Also making the list would be me (of course) and Cowboy’s canine girl, Maggie. One would think that since I’m the mother of his beautiful, kind-hearted children that I would covet the title of being his “most prized possession”. But I’m pretty sure that on several occasions, Maggie would win. Humm…Not sure why that is.
When Cowboy had Maggie delivered all the way from Louisiana, his goal was to breed her when she hit the ripe old age of 2.
Sometimes the best laid plans go awry. ..
The minute our little Maggie was in heat the word traveled from acre to acre and from doghouse to doghouse. And boy howdy, those neighboring dogs came a callin’! Our little Maggie became the popular girl on the block. If I had known how to knit, I would have knitted her a cheetah print dog sweater and slapped a bright red “S” on it for her own canine scarlet letter. It took Maggie all of a week to turn into the neighborhood lush. And what do you know… 63 days later we are the proud grandparents of 12 TWELVE puppies!
Ok folks I have a question for ya…
Did you know that MULTIPLE male dogs could impregnate a female dog? No? Me either. Tammy did NOT get that memo! Maggie was popping out a different breed every time she pushed. We had labs, retrievers, and god only knows what else. Maggie is a beautiful spectacled gray Catahoula. There was only one pup that resembled her. The others were solid brown, solid white and a couple of the pups were tan. We even had a black lab mix that had a white-tipped tail.
The doghouse that once belonged only to Maggie was now overflowing with a dozen of the cutest little pups ever and I love anything “baby”! Maggie, on the other hand, didn’t quite know what to do. In human years, she would have only been 7 years old. Can you imagine? Poppin out a dozen kids at the young age of 7? Sweet Jesus. I would have lost my hair AND my mind! Just go ahead and lock me up in the Central Texas looney ward. Wait…do we have one of those here? I’m gonna need to Google that.
Each day I would anxiously come home to watch Maggie tend to her 12 sweet pups. She created a routine of caring for them just as any new mom would. She became protective and nurturing.
A couple of days go by when we started noticing something strange happening out on 4G. We were now down to 11 pups instead of 12. What on earth? Cowboy and I looked everywhere for that darn pup. It was …
