I once had 2 of the cutest mutts in town, they bred and made tiny puppies. Out of 11 pups, 2 died and the rest became proper dogs. Breeding pups is so easy!
Sad though. my baby died..we loved each other because when she was a few weeks old I ressucitated her from drowning in my pool, when she fell in. Unfortunately, she got ticks while I was on holiday and they had babies...then sucked all of her blood out, so she died. Seriously though, nothing will ever replace her. I called that Mutt "hubble" because she made that noise when she was cross, and everytime I went out without her, she'd sit at the gate and cry.
I used to also play "titanic" with her, where I'd take a crate, drill holes in the bottom, put her in it and the crate in the pool, and it'd slowly sink..her sad face was so cute
God, I miss that doggie..good times.
Anyway, the morale of that story, is that dogs really are mans best friend
