This story is about how my dog was born, his mother had a litter of 6 puppies which isn't strange or a lot for big dogs such as the Siberian husky race. The problem was that his mother was really small for a husky because she had problems as a puppy so it wasn't an easy task at all for her to deliver 6 little husky/chow chow puppies. To make this is story a bit shorter, my dog Baylis was the last one on being delivered, he wasn't moving much and it seemed like he wasn't going to make. As a result of that he couldn't walk right and couldn't really compete for the food, it didnt seem like he was going to make it. After taking care for a month he started to walk better and not sleeping as much as before, even though he was still the smallest for some reason he was totally out of danger. A month later before we could even realize he was running and amazingly bigger than anyone else, now he even eats his brothers food in a competiton type of eating.