Learned A Deadly Lesson

Yesterday Dixie's puppies turned 6 weeks old and Danny decided it was time they went outside. I thought they were a little small, but I had to agree, and her last litter was out there at 7 weeks. I put all of them except Spinx, (the runt), into the cage and then Brian and I went ahead and put a second layer of wiring around it to offset the holes so no puppy could climb out. They were all fine, running around and jumping off the blocks. This morning I went out to check on them and 3 were dead. I couldn't believe it. It's like they layed down and went to sleep and never woke up. I feel so bad about it, like I failed them some how. It's the most horrible feeling in the world to think you killed your animals. I just pray that they know how much they were loved.