“Their girls,” she said. Charlie playfully growled and bit her scruff, she growled back nipped his paws, “SASHA!!!!” someone called again causing her to jump. Charlie and her shared one last loving glance at one another before she ran to greet her family, belly wobbling as she did.

Two weeks later;

Sasha panted as the last puppy left her body, “Four mixed breeds, two boys are the oldest although the girls aren’t so small either” the vet announced. “Can you tell what breed their mixed with?” her girl asked. The vet examined the bodies of the pup/kits, “I may be wrong but it looks like red fox to me,” the vet replied. The family looked at Sasha as she lay with her head in her paws, smiling, she sighed happily, “My lovely mate, I thank you for helping me create these little treasures, I can hardly wait until we meet again,” she whispered to herself. “Nor can I my love,” Charlie said as he over looked the house where his beloved now and forever would resided.