[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 400px; font-family: georgia]Most pups are fragil, tiny little things. Granted, Bambi was a small bundle of fluff and bones, but she was, well, big. She was quite a large puppy, certainly trouble for her mother to bore. She wouldn't know this though. And, with time, she'd continue to be a trouble-maker.
But, for now, she would be a content angel...
Scratch that! The alabaster puppy wriggled around, throwing her head side to side. One minute she'd been just fine, and now she felt like she was surrounded. Deciding itt best to go toward the only welcoming scent -- milk --, she struggled forward. The newly born creature found it wasn't too difficult to get there. However, if it wasn't, she wouldn't admit it. She was there now, so that was all that mattered. Latching onto one of her mother's teats, she suckled happily.