Chloe was pained. She whined, feeling like she was being torn apart from the inside out, and she wasn't too sure if her tiny body could handle it.

There Papi was baffled. Puzzled. Mystified. Not yet upset. But the thoughts going through his head were along the lines of, Pregnant? In labor? How could that be? We never...

It had never occured to Papi the thing in which had happened. Chloe hadn't accepted him as he boyfriend yet, but he was still heartsick, and didn't know where it went wrong. When he was finally able to transform shock in to thoughts, he was left wondering whose puppies she was giving birth to. Who did Chloe fall for? Whose puppies were these? And he just couldn't think...

A yelp of pain escaped Chloe's throat.

Papi looked up at Chloe, who was on the bed, too unattentive to anything but her own pain to notice Papi or any of the humans staring at her.

A little puppy came out, headfirst. He was so tiny, and he let out a little cry, inhaling for the first time in this earth. He was all wet. But Papi observed a little more about the puppy. He was black and brown. The same coloring of a German Shepard.

A German Shepard?

'That son of a bitch!'

Title says all :)