"I'm kind of hoping he realises she's his? But there's no guarantees of that of course!" Spencer sighed, "But she was the littlest one, the one they never thought would win, and I made them stick to the deal so, she's ours, and at a remarkably reduced price considering they never thought she'd win anything."
He laughed, "I could have told them the runts of the litter are usually the best, Indigo was after all, but, so many breeders these days just ignore the little ones." He sniffed again, "Mmmm, dinner smells great, what are we having?"