I take Lili and Katya for walks such as checking fence lines and hay in the south field, what we were doing this glorious morning. The upper pond was half glazed over with a thin film of ice. By noon it was gone.
Katya is no vegetarian woolf. She’s not interested in the food pyramid containing veggies and fruit. She wants meat and more meat, although she’ll take dairy in a pinch. At five weeks old she has tiny sharp teeth and quickly tears apart her meals of pork and chicken. She loves knawing on bones and frozen meat – it probably feels good on those gums with new ivories coming through. I suspect Lili is relieved to have Katya chewing on something other than her nipples.
This past week Katya began serious play and is becoming well enough coordinated to stalk, pounce and play tug-a-war with a sock or rope. But she hasn’t forgotten her comforts. When she’s tired she’ll crawl up my front and stick her head down my shirt neck wanting to cuddle in where I kept her papoose like as I babysat. Back then she was small enough to easily fit. Now it’s tight.
It is amazing to realize that just a few weeks ago Katya could curl up in the palm of my hand because now she stretches out filling a lap from which she can reach up to bat my face. Katya’s mother Lili was the smallest of her litter of seven topping out at 50 lbs. Her mother Kia was the smallest of her litter of seven at about 55 lbs. Both of them had siblings that were up around 100 lbs and one, Hagrid the half giant dog, that was over that and 7′ long by nine months of age. Katya’s aunt Kita, sister to Kia and Hagrid, was another very big dog. I suspect that Katya’s going to the super sized model given her early size and no competition for food.
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