Dog’s Birth Turned Into a Genetic Circus That No Textbook Could Explain

It Wasn’t Over Yet

Just when the room had started to sink into quiet defeat, the smallest pup exhaled. It was faint, barely more than a whisper, but it was real. Another breath followed. Lola responded with a few soft licks, calm and certain, like she had never doubted for a second. The staff stood frozen, watching as life slowly returned to that still body.

There were no cheers, no loud celebrations, just stunned silence and wide eyes. Lola curled around all twelve, finally allowing herself to rest. But Dr. Greene remained still, watching them closely. Something about this birth felt unusual. It was the feeling that the story had barely begun.

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