He was born at 9.0 oz, and in the first three days, he gained nothing, despite being a vigorous eater…
On the fourth day, he gained .2 oz, but then stalled again. There is very little chance that a puppy like that would survive that long.
We had no expectations for that little peanut to live, but we loved
him, and did the best we could for him. I named him Samson, who was
strong, but blind at the end of his life…
By halfway through day 5, he seemed to be fading, and I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to make it through that night. I mustered up the little faith that I could for him and asked God to save him…
The next day, he was still holding on, and his weight was up a little bit… A little more that night… A little more the next morning and night…
His last gain was a whopping 1.2oz! He is now tipping the scales at 12 oz! He is a tiny, tiny boy next to his brothers and sisters, but we believe this little cookie is going to make it!
He won’t be a part of Maggie’s litter for adoption…
Unless we find just the right family/person to bring him into their hearts and lives, he will stay here with us.
By halfway through day 5, he seemed to be fading, and I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to make it through that night. I mustered up the little faith that I could for him and asked God to save him…
The next day, he was still holding on, and his weight was up a little bit… A little more that night… A little more the next morning and night…
His last gain was a whopping 1.2oz! He is now tipping the scales at 12 oz! He is a tiny, tiny boy next to his brothers and sisters, but we believe this little cookie is going to make it!
He won’t be a part of Maggie’s litter for adoption…
Unless we find just the right family/person to bring him into their hearts and lives, he will stay here with us.
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