Since 1967
Victoria, British Columbia, Canada
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Month 1: Jun 12-Jul 9
Week:  1   2   3   4
Month 2: Jul 12-Aug 7
Week:  5   6   7   8
Month 3: Aug 8-Sept 3
Week:  9  10  11  12
Month 4: Sep 4-Oct 2
Weeks 13-16
 
   
MANNERHEIM'S 'MEN' OF PEACE
Am/Can Ch. Mannerheim's Don Giovanni
x Can Ch. Montwood's Classical Jazz, NA, NAJ
Week 5
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Red boy gets some personal time with mum.
The first experience in the wild outdoors. Pretty scary place.
July 10 Day 29
The boys are 4 weeks old today and this morning began with an early morning snack with mum and later they enjoyed a quiet brunch at the Sidewalk Cafe. In an effort to devour every last bite they delighted in pushing their plastic brunch plates across the patio stone making all kinds of racket and hullabaloo in the process. After some outdoor play time they came in for some more play before their nap. And all the boys except white collar took drinks from the water bowl. Dark blue both growled and barked at the water bowl, perhaps thinking this was some devilish plot masquerading as mum.
Oh my gosh, this sure is tiring work, and they're getting big!
Gandhi gets some private time with mum.
July 11 Day 30 
Last night was the third night the boys have slept alone without mum and each time they've slept through the night without complaining or crying for her... although in the mornings there is much evidence they've been on the prowl at night, pottying at will... but that too will change as soon as they can climb down a step and not go head first. Another week at most. After lunch today we all had a romp in the backyard. Two boys, green and light blue, stood with both front feet perched on top of mum's soccer ball... but the interest in contact sport passed without further incident. Instead they had a short conference on the virtues of Periwinkle... not Ch. Brandendorf's Periwinkle, but the plant. They batted at the stems and managed to pull off a couple of leaves. Dark blue was the first to wag his tail while outdoors. (A couple of days ago one of the boys was even wagging his tail in his sleep.) It was warm and sunny and they mouthed the grass without really biting it. And after they'd all tired themselves out we returned to the inner sanctum where they were lulled to sleep, as per their parental namesakes -- Classical Jazz and Don Giovanni -- by a gentle operatic composition on CBC classical radio. At this stage they've yet to show any real preference for opera vs classical. The jury's still out on that one. But late this afternoon White collar made it official by voluntarily drinking water out of the bowl: all the boys have now achieved independence from mum. Not that they don't like to suck up to her. They do. And they're sure not ready to give her up yet. She only has to enter the room to create an instant frenzy in the nursery. She still gives them an early morning jump start on the day and a late night snack before they crash for the night. And because they're not at her all day long like they were at first, she is eager to oblige. After dinner this evening, playtime in the backyard found the boys much more eager to explore their surroundings. They broke away from the group and started exploring on their own. Of course that lasted only about 15 minutes before they exhausted themselves and fell fast asleep, quite content to let us carry them back to the nursery.
Red collar, Gandhi, and light blue collar share time with mum.
July 12 Day 31
The most exciting event of the day began after breakfast... which was served outdoors on the patio. And after breakfast the boys trudged over to the grass, still damp from the lawn watering system and got their feet wet for the first time. And holding true to the their nature, they were NOT impressed. Told me it was icky. But they pottied anyway and were eager to come inside where they huddled up in the crate, and took their morning nap. They much preferred the afternoon and evening playtimes outside when the grass was drier.
The boys enjoying an outdoor picnic with mum.
July 13 Day 32
Breakfast typically becomes a bit of a frenzy when the boys realize they are about to eat. Their little bodies quiver in anticipation and when we feed them outside it's a bit like herding cats. They now know the sound of clicking breakfast dishes but they aren't always sure where to find them if we call from more than three feet away. Each day the boys spend more time playing and exploring. Today's major challenge was learning to go up and down stairs. They can hoist their little bellies onto the first step and then the challenge is to get the back legs to cooperate. Some of them managed one step. Going down was easier, but not any more graceful. Light blue and yellow braved the scary new footing of the adult potty area which is layered with fresh wood chips. In another couple of days when they mastered the steps it will be much easier to herd them into the potty pen. Oh, yes, and the boys had their very first taste of apples today and all gave a 'paws up'. Next, it's raw carrots.
In this fifth week, mum takes the boys on a picnic once or twice a day. Toward the end of the week the boys get only midday or early evening picnics with mum.
July 14 Day 33
The major accomplishment today was that six out of seven boys pooped in the outdoor adult potty pen. Only little white collar didn't potty in the pen. The boys practiced their step climbing skills, improving ever so slightly.
Seven little samurais dining in the great outdoors.
July 15 Day 34
The boys love their play times outside and they made huge gains today in their step climbing skills with several successfully shimmying themselves up two steps. A couple of falls and headfirst landings but now they are big enough not to hurt themselves. It's funny to watch them think through the step climbing. At times it's like their mental synapses have made the connection to jump up but their little bodies don't seem to have the coordination to make the muscles do want they want: so they stand back, take a good hard look at the target, make a leap forward and fall flat on their faces. And all 7 boys managed at least one potty in the adult potty area at some point during the day. Today they graduated to individual feeding dishes and that seemed to reduce the competitive tension around eating. Got a great photo of 7 little butts wolfing down their food. And they got some special treats today: pigs hooves to chomp on - instead of each other.
The boys enjoy a summer evening snack.
July 16 Day 35 Today at last, the boys got to try raw carrots -- intended as a substitute for thumbs, fingers, pant legs, shirts, toes, shoes, and just about anything else a five-week old doberkid can get his teeth into -- and the verdict is .... thumbs... uh... er... "28 paws up"! They are becoming increasingly confident in their ability to navigate the two steps down to the patio. Going up is easier... at least a little less scary. In another 48 hours there will be no stopping them. The fifth week is a major transitional period as the boys move toward greater independence.
 
  Last updated November 17, 2002