RIP Lincoln

Yesterday, we found out that Lincoln had died on Monday.  Not just Lincoln, the entire litter died.

{Bye Bye Lincoln.  You were a very cute pup.}

To say that we are sad is kind of an understatement. Phil called me yesterday morning while I was at work and it was all I could do all day to not burst into tears. I think I may have some misdirected emotions toward the puppy. More on that later.

The breeder isn't quite sure what happened. She is having the puppies all looked at to figure out for sure what why they died. She is the sweetest lady. Phil said she was crying as she talked to him on the phone.

A friend of the breeder has offered some puppies from a litter she has (a week younger than Lincoln's litter) to those of us who had the deceased puppies.  So we are still getting a puppy.  Phil and I are so grateful that she is so grateful.  We don't know much about those puppies yet.  Our breeder will get in touch with us in a couple of days (she is a little preoccupied right now) with the details. 

Hopefully our breeder and the puppies' mom will be able to get some rest (the mom was so upset about not being let back into the "puppy room" that they had to give her doggy valium).  I can't imagine how much it would suck to watch 4 puppies die.