The Ripple Effect, Part 3
A year ago after my Dad’s funeal we tried to start school, we went through the motions, and soon we were back into the groove of doing school….. And then as things happen a phone call came. From my friend. The one who had taken care of Brutus for a couple days. Her bitch was expecting and Brutus was the proud Daddy.
Adhering to my Dad’s strict code I refrained from using the words I really wanted to use. It seemed that Brutus and her one rather small bitch had connected several times during the 3-day visit and puppies were due to arrive. I don’t know if I was more shocked by learning that she wasn’t fixed or that my friend was excited and happy about this.
No, I was not thrilled. No, I was not thrilled to be referred to as Grandma. And no we did not want a puppy, and no we did not want them to sell the puppies. We just wanted them to find the puppies good homes. This was not supposed to happen.
Over the coming weeks we chatted, we came to terms and agreed to disagree.
Oh, and right after I received ‘that’ phone call Brutus was scheduled and then went to our vet’s office and was fixed. Regardless of what Brutus’ breeder community advised, I was not going to take a chance again. He was not going to contribute to extra puppies in this world, ever again.

Then the phone call came. On my mother’s birthday no less, that the puppies were coming. One had arrived. No, wait, two had arrived. We went over and held our friend’s hand, and watched this miracle. Conceived during my Dad’s funeral and born on my mom’s birthday. I’m sure both were either rolling over in their graves or having a belly laugh over the entire circumstance.

Puppies. 8 of them but then one died during the first night.

Many times during that fall I questioned my decision to leave Brutus with this family but what was done was done. Puppies. And no, we were not going to take a puppy into our home.

No, the puppies did not all look just like Brutus, nor just like their mom Snowball, but they all sure acted like Brutus. All but one had Brutus’ big bone structure, even if they did not have his black face or his coloration they were all his.
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