Shi Chi Puppy Novels & Stories

She lifted her small hands to the lady with her five fingers spread apart. "You're back again?" Willy, the store owner we met a week ago, smiled at me. I backed away as he moved out of the register to join me. His towering height was unbelievable. He offered a hand to me, which I accepted to shake. I held my breath at how his huge hand engulfed mine. Our skin complexion was a great contrast. I shy away at my pale skin. "We're here to get her first puppy. Mr. Bello decided it's better to adopt than to buy a pet."

A dream come true, truly. Even if light didn't arrive for another few hours, it was already two in the morning. She walked quickly to her house, where her dogs, Chowder, a Chow Chow breed, Rosie, a native dog, and Sushi, a Shi Tzu breed, welcomed her. Dogs make Annika very happy since she adores them so much and they are always ready for her. She then peeks into her mother's bedroom and notices that she appears to be fast asleep.

We ate some ice cream scones, and then, Ruby wanted me to build a sand castle on her. Barefooted, practically sprawled floor, I started building the sand castle on her. "Why does that dog looks so small, skinny and ugly?" "It's a Chihuahua, a Chinese dog." "Woah, never seen chi-wa-wa kind of dog before." "You have now." I was on her stomach this time, putting heaps and heaps of sand there, and was careful not to spill it on her face, when she fired another question again. "Why does that girl look sad?"

Aiden’s voice was soothing and gentle, reaching the paw. Charlie… the two months old baby I had in mind, had thick, wavy fur around his body and heavy fur on his tail, thighs, and neck. He also barked at Aiden… a cute bark that made Deborah say, “Aw, so cute,” and wagged his tail as he sniffed my best friend’s hand. Charlie is not a baby but an adorable Golden Retriever puppy. “Charlie’s a dog?” I murmured, not exactly wanting to say it out loud.

Recently, with Chunky, the Chow Chow and Sharon, the Shih Tzu. Well, sometimes they take just one or two in a week but it was certain that parting was inevitable. “On the other hand, I am not pure-bred! I mean, I have stayed here the longest. No one has even taken interest in me, not even Mr. Santos.” She took a good look at her Basil, Bitok, Wacky, and Polly and in her mind they were the best-looking puppies she had ever seen.

he mumbled slowly, running his hand over its head, for which the puppy gave a pleading look to him. " ummm..it wouldn't sound good without a name right ?" he made a hard face while thinking something deep. " Shiro ? How about Shiro ? I'm not experienced in naming, sorry if you didn't like the name. but i only know this name for dogs as i heard somewhere.....maybe it's Shin-Chan's pet name....anyway both of you are white and a tiny puppy right ? So Shiro 's name will suit you too. '' He was giving a brief explanation to a puppy, who stood on its four legs while moving its tail fast.

We made it until 4 in the afternoon before we headed back to the shelter. "Hey guys, you're here? Mad, look what we've got here," Cassy held up two white puppies. "Beautiful puppies, right?" She walks close to Maddox, showing the adorable puppies. The puppies are clean and well-groomed and don't look like street dogs with no owners, although they are ASPINs, the usual street dogs in the Philippines. I have a terrible feeling about Cassy bringing puppies who have owners that just roam around the neighborhood. They don't look hungry either.

Vaz laughed teasingly. He is such a jerk in a mood to tease others. "Why did the conversation come to me? Am I a lion?" Sheily shook her head and stared at the two badly. "Vazzy is lonely, he needs the company you know! So please maybe you know someone with pets like his breed," I said wrapping my arm around Vaz's arm. "Amber, just buy an askal, the askal is also an underdogs family and can be easy to pet more than a bullmastiff or get a Shih Tzu just for a more cutie," Sheily suggested.

Chaos gives me control and I shift back, laying on my side as I pull them both to me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen. We will be leaving today. I don’t know who I can trust.” I say, looking down at my pups as they wave their little fists in the air. I chuckle at their antics. Even though they are a few hours old, the magic in them will force them to grow fast. In a couple of month’s time, they will be the equivalent of a six-month-old human baby. They both have Alpha blood, so they will learn faster than regular wolves. They will be on the move soon enough, causing trouble.

Secondly, I’ve never seen this dog around here or in the neighborhood except- “Shirley!” “Yeah!” Her voice rang from the kitchen where she was cleaning up. “I think your dog is here for you.” “What dog?” She responded and came out with her hands soaked in water. I pointed at the door and Shirley looked through the glass door. There was a puppy right outside the door. It was white as snow with large ears reaching the ground like banana leaves. The dog kept sticking its tiny red tongue out. “That’s an affenpincher.” Shirley turned to me.