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Angels in Dog Suits — Celestial Interlude pg274–275
Colorful companion to my memoir The Incompetent Psychic
Rose turned to Fauna, “Being a chihuahua would work honey.”
Fauna looked startled and thoughtful both “I can at least choose a color.”
The three chorused, “Blond!”.
Rose continued, “There’s no reason you have to be a tiny, nervous cliché of an ankle biter. The original Mayan-era breed was a little larger and sturdier than the current teacup trend. You’ve twisted DNA strands before. I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
Fauna thought it through. “Chihuahua Classic! I could mix in a little ermine for softer fur, get me some big, pointy ears for extra cuteness,… I like it.”
Rose covered Fauna’s hand with her’s and assured her with all her heart. “It will be tough at first, but I’ll get you to Mernie and make sure she recognizes you even though she doesn’t yet imagine having a tiny pet. You’ll be scared and hungry for a while, but it will be okay once you’re together. She really does know how to show a dog a good time. After all, I trained her.”
“Thanks Rose, I’m counting on it. I should get started. I want to meet up with Mernie before her mother jumps back. Love you both so very much.” Fauna disappeared in a poof of pink sparkles. — From Chapter 15
