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

The Calm Before It Shifted

Lola rested her head against Mrs. Thompson’s chest, eyes soft and trusting, utterly unaware of the tension hanging in the air. The woman stepped carefully into Dr. Greene’s clinic, her arms wrapped around the dog like she was carrying a newborn. It was Lola’s first litter, and the timing seemed perfect.

Dr. Greene greeted them with his usual quiet confidence, checking Lola over as if it were any other case. Everything appeared normal. Heartbeat steady. Movement predictable. But beneath the surface, something wasn’t quite right. She was too calm, too still. But Mrs. Thompson just kept rubbing Lola’s ear with a trembling hand, trying to relax their nerves.

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