So last night the neihbors were shooting off some pretty serious fireworks which I think spooked the dog into labor. The first one was born 12:10 am.
There was one the dog didn't want, kept nudging it away because she knew something was wrong with it (most obvious was that it didn't have a tail) and it ended up dying.
The runt of the litter seemed to be having problems so I try bottle feeding it and see that it has a severe cleft palate. If it makes it through the morning, I will have to take it to the vet to be put down.
So we will have 3 boys and 1 girl, they are so darn cute!