Last week, my mom found a starving, lost Boston Terrier female that was in heat. She made me go out and get doggie diapers for her. The little dog is older than our family Boston Terrier, Prissy. She's very sweet, likes to lay beside Mom and is good about going into her crate to sleep. She isn't house train though, but Mom is working on it.
Now, don't get me wrong. Mom did everything to locate the owners. She contacted the local vets and pounds, put an ad on the news paper, contacted the radio station, and even went to a local website and posted about finding the dog. So far, no one has come forward.
My mom has already fallen in love with the dog. She now even named her Tootie *for the way she farted when she first arrived, ugh*
Well, today my mom told me something.
"Guess what we did today?" She had this mischevious tone in her voice.
"Whatcha do, Mom?" I asked quite curious as I tore into a bag of gaming dice that I ordered from Amazon.com.
"We went and got Tootie breeded." She smiled patting a very satisfied looking dog.
Before I could respond, I tore open the i pound bag of dice and D&D dice spilled onto the floor. I spent the next five minutes collecting them, smacking Prissy and Diamond *my white kitty cat* away from them. Which was dangerous because Prissy tended to snap when she was kept from something she wanted and Diamond has the tendacy to grab and bite.
When I managed to collect all the dice, I asked my mother, "Why!?"
"To get Boston Terrier puppies." My mother looked at me as if I should remember the where babies come from talk.
"But what happens when the owners come and claim the dog?"
"Then they'll give me a puppy for the reward." Mom said, satisfied she had it all planned out. "If they didn't want her to breed then they should have had her fixed."
"We're keeping on of the puppies?" I asked, a bit bewildered.
"Of course! But their daddy's owner get first pick." She pats the subdued Tootie on the head. "Then we'll have three Boston Terriers!"
My dad, who was sitting silently with his laptop open snorts something I care not to type in this thread.
What do you guys think? Was my Mom in the right or wrong? Be respectful, this is my mother we're talking about.