All the dogs are talking about the Pedigree Club and wondering if they should join or not. That is, the dogs that got an invitation, which are less than half the dogs in Heaven. Some dogs think it is too expensive, but most that received the letter seem willing to pay the price.
“It’s very cultural,“ said a Cocker Spaniel, “we can protect the herding dogs,” said a Border Collie, “we can focus on the Royalty,” said a Corgi, “I can get better grooming at the club,” said a Welsh Terrier, “and the treats are sumptuous,” said a Bulldog.
Toff has explained that he is descended from a long bloodline of champion Bassets directly from the foundation dog, Hubert Spartan Basset the first. Every ancestor of his has been bred from the finest Bassets in every generation, creating his superior looks and blue blood.
Loba thinks he looks sickly with his short legs, fat stomach and long ears. ”Pedigree and blue blood, sniff my butt, Toff is inbred while I have hybrid vigor,” she said before she took off roaming with Fifi.
Zorro looks unhappy; he is nervously waiting for his letter. “It’s coming, it’s coming,” he mutters while he is walking around in circles. I tried to give him my letter, but he said it would not work, he needs his own personal invitation.
I wonder what hybrid vigor is?
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