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No longer squirming sago grubs, the pups are maturing nicely.



"Well, hello there, Fat Camera Guy. I remember your smell."



"The Little Cuban Bear Guy came this morning and took my brother to be his daughter's play-thing. At first, ex-wife of Little Cuban Bear Guy wouldn't allow a puppy, but whining daughter threw tantrums and got her way. Now my brother is gone and I miss him. I miss him so much."



"I made a pee-pee."



Mom's exhausted. Still. Her nips and ducts are all dried up. The weening is complete. Which is probably a good thing because Double Mastectomy Woman had banned her from the floral chair due to leakage but she kept sneaking up there anyway.



"Please have me spayed! I can't do this shit again!"



Double Mastectomy Woman said: "They're eating dried food now but sometimes they still want to suckle. I was sitting here at my computer and I heard this sucking noise and I turned around and they were sucking on each other's pee-pees!"

Gross. Sure, they look innocent, but they're guiltless, incestuous curs.



"I did not have sexual relations with that dog. My brother..."



Double Mastectomy Woman is keeping one puppy. It may be this one. It may be the other one. I really didn't care. She marked the one she's keeping with some red nail polish on two of his right-rear toenails. His fur covers it up so you can't really see it without close inspection. She's not trying to make him gay. She's still got two human sons remaining at home that she's busy turning gay and that takes up most of her time. One of them recently got a vaccination and he "screamed like a little girl and the whole doctor's office and waiting room could hear him crying for ten minutes."

Pussy.



Sometimes they don't just suck each other's dick -- sometimes they get a little more romantic and kiss first.



"Mmmm... you smell sexy. What's the scent you're wearing? Oh, Purina. I thought so."



They haven't quite moved up to full-on analingus just yet, but it's only a matter of time.



Later that evening, Daughter Of Bean Soup Lady and Mustache Husband were coming by to inspect the remaining puppy that they are going to take away just as soon as they get back from their European cruise. The two brothers will probably get to see each other once in a while, and maybe even the third brother as well, so it's not total family annihilation. Still, they won't have anything warm to suckle at times when they are apart, and that's kind of sad.



Mom left the comfort of her floral chair to make sure the Hairy Photographer Dude wasn't hurting her babies. He was treating them well, so she left to continue on with her nap.



I told Double Mastectomy Woman: "There's this chick I know from the internet and she just got this puppy and named it Tristan."

Double Mastectomy Woman scrunched up her nose with obvious distaste. "That's kind of a... sissy name, don't you think?"

"I guess it's from some soap opera or something. I forget what she said." (Double Mastectomy Woman probably knows I'm gay and I thought it was cute that she used the word "sissy" instead of something more blatantly rude. Then again, Double Mastectomy Woman is pretty much self-absorbed and lost in her neuroses most of the time, so she may not trouble herself with issues of my sexuality.)

"I'm naming the one I'm going to keep 'Max,' " Double Mastectomy Woman said.

"That's what I suggested the internet chick name her dog instead of Tristan! How wild is that? Max is a great name." And it is. Especially for such a queer-bait little dog as a Cairn Terrier. It's the irony that pleases me.



Spread-eagle. And hopeful. Showing off his tiny member, dreaming of some brotherly oral action. But can they really be considered pederasts if they are both the same age and engaging in consensual wiener suckling in lieu of Momma nips? Nah, it's just "experimentation," I'd say.



Karoke night! They are singing "Hungry Like The Wolf." Lame, sure. But they're only babies and don't know any better.