A few months ago, my wife bred her Golden Doodle with an AKC Standard Poodle. The puppies were born November 19th and just reached the 8 week mark. It has certainly been a journey, and a trying one at times…Mera had eleven puppies! I started a thread about it and put one in the classifieds to drum up some business for the wife, and now they are starting to go to their forever homes. It’s so sad to see them go.
Anyway, I digress. This is Colt’s story, who came into the world in a rather inauspicious way. He was the firstborn and Mera dropped him in the hallway leading out to our patio, on a dark rug at around 0430, right about the time I usually head out to the hot tub on the patio for my Saturday morning soak and stargazing session. Mera had just come in from going potty and my wife said “I think she’s in labor”, I just said “yeah sure”, and about two seconds later stepped in something really wet, warm, and squishy right by the back door. I first thought she had gotten sick and turned on the light in the hallway. There was Colt squirming around next to the placenta I had just stepped on. I scooped him up and brought him to my wife and said “we have a puppy”. I couldn’t believe how close I came to actually stepping on him. My wife took him to clean him up and cut the umbilical cord and I grabbed a flashlight and went outside to search the yard for any more that she may have dropped while outside. Thankfully he was the only one.
I got really attached to him, holding him from when he was just a few minutes old and watching him get bigger day by day. I can’t wait to get home and spend some time with him, especially now that he’s so playful. So now I’ve claimed him. He’s my dog and the first dog that I’ve had all to myself. We’ve always had “family” dogs.
The way he ended up as “Colt” (and not Smith & Wesson
) was because my wife and daughters all insisted on giving them “temporary” Christmas names since they were born during the holidays. Holly, Jolly, Nutmeg, Peppermint, Gingerbread, Balsam, etc. I suggested Coal for his name because he was black, but I got overruled and they came up with Cocoa. So for his permanent name, I came up with Coltrane, as in John Coltrane, Saxophonist Extraordinaire, and my favorite Jazz musician. Everyone started calling him Colt, and it stuck. I’m just ecstatic that after 61 years, I finally get my own dog!
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Anyway, I digress. This is Colt’s story, who came into the world in a rather inauspicious way. He was the firstborn and Mera dropped him in the hallway leading out to our patio, on a dark rug at around 0430, right about the time I usually head out to the hot tub on the patio for my Saturday morning soak and stargazing session. Mera had just come in from going potty and my wife said “I think she’s in labor”, I just said “yeah sure”, and about two seconds later stepped in something really wet, warm, and squishy right by the back door. I first thought she had gotten sick and turned on the light in the hallway. There was Colt squirming around next to the placenta I had just stepped on. I scooped him up and brought him to my wife and said “we have a puppy”. I couldn’t believe how close I came to actually stepping on him. My wife took him to clean him up and cut the umbilical cord and I grabbed a flashlight and went outside to search the yard for any more that she may have dropped while outside. Thankfully he was the only one.
I got really attached to him, holding him from when he was just a few minutes old and watching him get bigger day by day. I can’t wait to get home and spend some time with him, especially now that he’s so playful. So now I’ve claimed him. He’s my dog and the first dog that I’ve had all to myself. We’ve always had “family” dogs.
The way he ended up as “Colt” (and not Smith & Wesson
) was because my wife and daughters all insisted on giving them “temporary” Christmas names since they were born during the holidays. Holly, Jolly, Nutmeg, Peppermint, Gingerbread, Balsam, etc. I suggested Coal for his name because he was black, but I got overruled and they came up with Cocoa. So for his permanent name, I came up with Coltrane, as in John Coltrane, Saxophonist Extraordinaire, and my favorite Jazz musician. Everyone started calling him Colt, and it stuck. I’m just ecstatic that after 61 years, I finally get my own dog!View attachment 609775
