“That your dog, Robby?”
“Sandra’s.”
“You need to cut down on the feedings. He is way too big for his size!”
“He’s a female. And he’s pregnant.”
“See, that’s what happens when you sleep around. Trust me. You should get him fixed”
“We try to keep her isolated when she goes into heat. Just not this time.”
Then he shot me a glance.
That’s when I realized that inside Lucky was a bunch of little Scruffs waiting to be introduced to the world. Some world. Still I must say I was thrilled. Life would go on, if only on the canine front. Lucky was not quite as thrilled, looking like she was going to pop them at any moment. And once more, no father in sight.
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