Salvatore.” Vince took a closer look at the little puppy. “Oh my God, you're right. He looks just like Uncle Sal, it's like his canine doppelganger.” We both burst into laughter. By this time, I'm sure Jan was questioning some of the branches on my husband's family tree. “You have a very good eye for puppies,” she said. “He's the only 'show’ quality puppy in this litter.” Breeders categorize puppies into two categories. The vast majority of which were ‘pet’ quality. Those were the puppies that didn't carry the best genes and weren't thought to represent the best characteristics of the breed. These were the puppies that would be spayed and neutered because breeders didn't want those less than perfect attributes passed on to the next litter. Contrastingly, ‘show’ quality puppies were thought to best represent the breed and those were the genes that breeders wanted passed on. “Is he still available for adoption?” I said hopefully. “One of my friends is coming over later this afternoon to look at him; but, you're here first.” “You said $600 on the phone?” “That's correct. $600 for show quality, $300 for pet quality.” I looked over at Vince. “Pay the lady.” It was a fun ride home. The nearly two-hour drive was consumed by the almost impossible task of keeping a very energetic little puppy under control. It was like trying to bottle a bolt of lightning. Little ‘Sal' loved to give kisses; Kisses to my arms, kisses to my fingers, kisses to my hand and especially kisses to my face. Thankfully, after about an hour, he was all kissed out and fell asleep in my arms. Once we got home, he spent most of the day exploring his new home and playing with the myriad of fetish chew toys I'd purchased for him. On the rare occasion he wasn't frolicking and tearing through each room, he was with me, on my lap. That exotic night, he watched in curiosity while Vince made love to me. More than anything, I wanted Sal to see me as a sexual being. Just as the website suggested, I ensured Vince penetrated me in the doggy style position before we finished in the classic missionary position. I wasn't sure how much credence I gave to this type of ‘imprinting' on an eight-week-old puppy, but I also reasoned there wasn't any harm in it either. I made a bed for Sal near the edge japanese of ours. It consisted of a big, fluffy pillow and several blankets that he could get under for warmth. Once the room was quiet, and I was on the edge of sleep, he began crying and whimpering almost uncontrollably. 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