Accidents Happen

Well, that’s what they say.  And others say nothing’s an accident.  

Yesterday, I put Stella out in the playpen while Charlie was having his turn as free-range buck.  Well, I got involved with my human child indoors, and when I returned to the backyard, Stella had escaped, and Charlie was looking triumphant.  I had truly believed they would stayed separated, but I should have known that was foolish and hopeful thinking.  The good news is, if they produce young, I have my first litter of purebreds on they way, with a pedigree on one side.  Time to buy that tattoo clamp!


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