We got the pregnant one and are in the midst of a street-dog birth crisis. So far five born live, five dead. Whole story later, but for right now, some pictures.
Heidi saves the last one to be born alive. It was actually not breathing but was she got it going. By this point in time we were all near tears. This was about eight hours into labor.
Mom takes over. Left on the streets all of them, including the mother, would have died.
A different story, also coming. Another one we're medicating on the streets but can't bring in due to lack of space. The locals call him 'Papas' or Potato because of his lack of fur. A nice dog but, yeah, gross. We need room. We need homes. Obviously ones looking like this are cleaned up and treated before we start looking for homes for them.
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