Pulp Fiction Pupdate 10/13/13

Winston Update:  For some reason, Winston has never nursed normally, so all feedings are coming from the humans.  We are feeding him every 1.5 to 2 hours, and the same through the night.  He continues to have a lot of spirit and otherwise acts pretty much the same as the other puppies.  After the pups were born, it took us about 18 hours to figure out that he wasn't getting any milk from his attempts to nurse, since he looks like he's trying, but doesn't seem to be able to draw milk from Spicy.

We have some guardedly optimistic news to report today about Winston.  Ken figured out a new & better method of feeding him yesterday, and so we are able to get more food to him in a faster, more efficient way.

This means that at today's weigh-in he didn't lose any more ground, and he actually surpassed his birth weight for the first time (he was born at 259 grams).  For the first six days, he was losing weight each day, in spite of a lot of work to feed him.  Yesterday morning, he was a dismal 217 grams.   Today he was 261 grams, which is still so tiny, but makes for a good gain for one day!

The other pups continue to gain each day by leaps and bounds.  To give you a comparison, Vincent Vega weighed in at 680 grams today.

So...while he's had a good 24+ hours, little Winston has a long way to go.  Here he is pictured with Jen feeding him with a cosmetic sponge and dropper:

When we pick him up to feed him, he yells and squirms with excitement and even makes little happy nursing sounds while sucking on his sponge as we painstakingly drop milk from the dropper into his mouth, one drop at a time.

His Grandma, Polliwog, is in charge of cleaning him while Jen feeds him - a job she takes very seriously.

When he's not being served by his human servants, Winston is in the whelping box with Spicy (whom he loves to snuggle), and his brothers and sisters.  He also snuggles in with the puppy piles, in spite of being nearly 3 times smaller than they are.

And for some continued good news and fun, we have finally been able to get enough rest and have some time to get some great pics of the puppies and their buddies:

 Monty says:  "I'm too sexy for these puppies."

 The arrival of pups meets with Uncle Buck's approval - because he 

knows he gets to pirate the canned dog food!

 Marbles says, "Er Mer Gerd!  More Puppies?!!!"

 Jules was a real ham for the camera all day.

 It's still impossible to tell what shade of red the pups will turn out to be, but here's an interesting contrast between Jules' current color and Spicy.

 Esmerelda Villalobos, hanging out with Spicy.  (Also pictured - a bit of Marsellus Wallace's rear.)

Jules - lounging on the veranda.

 Another nice shot of Esmerelda Villalobos' cool color and pattern.

 Marsellus Wallace - sporting a perfect little triangle spanking spot.

Jules - "I'm the Foot [blanking] Master.  I don't be tickling, or nothing." 

(Pulp Fiction movie quote edited for language)

 And another great Jules shot.  

We're saving this one to show to future girlfriends & embarrass him with it.

 The two gals - Esmerelda Villalobos (top) and Fabienne.

 Vincent Vega (left), hanging out with Marsellus Wallace.

"Why, that IS a tasty beverage."

Jules, Marcellus Wallace, and Fabienne.

 Spicy Duck's tragic demise.

Actually, we can also use this pic to start playing 

the new game that's sweeping the nation:  "Where's Winston?"