All that was gone now after her time in the kennels and Sam felt she was more than ready for sale. xxx Unlike Apricot and even Babette in her early weeks in the pen, Pixie had never been defiant. It didn’t really matter as the poodle was now completely still, her eyes tightly shut, all defiance seemingly extinguished as the dog’s continued to hold her neck and she made strangled whimpering noises, the dog’s jaws clamped forcefully on her neck and his low growling in her ear. He must remember to complement Bill or Penny, whoever had done the work, Sam thought.
