||Mackenzie's pov||
I woke up around 10:30 a.m. I noticed Faith was laying on her side. I smiled and pet her belly. It felt pretty big, I moved my hand around her belly and it felt like tiny little heads. I ran downstairs to my dad and began the conversation about Faith. "Dad Faith's stomach is big and it feels like tiny heads are in there." "Are you sure its not her ribs?" My dad said chuckling "Yes come here!" He followed me towards my room and felt her stomach. He sighed and picked her up with both hands around her back, her head resting on my dads arm,
He took her to the truck and got Bronko. I sat in the back with Faiths head resting on my thigh. I stroked her ear the whole time.
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We got to the vet and my dad took Faith and Bronko followed right behind me. He took her inside and one of the vets took her and we followed. The vet moved her hand around Faiths stomach. She took her to the x-ray and saw puppies about 6 of them. I gasped and my dad smiled. Faith was pregnant. I looked at Bronko and he happily barked. He was gonna be a dad.
The vet said to leave her here and she will call when Faiths due.
(2 weeks later)
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I was taking care of Dexter when my dad came out, I heard him shout for me to get in the truck. I immediately ran to the barn and untacked Angel then put him in his stall. It was about 6:30 p.m, when I last checked. I climbed in the truck with Bronko by my side.
Once we arrived my dad got out and I got Bronko out of the truck. We got to the room and my dad ran over to Faith. I stood ouside of the room petting Bronko's silky, soft fur. Bronko sat beside me while waiting 20 minutes for my dad to call me in the room.
Covered up in towels were 6 puppies. Some were German Shepherds and some were Border Collies and some were both. I lifted one up that had a black paws, the rest of his fur was white. He had long wet fur that covered his body and had a caramel looking patch around his eye.
I watched as the vet took the puppies to another room to give them a bath. I kept thinking about names for that one pup. Many names ran through my head and weren't good enough for that one pup.
Once we got done, I helped my dad pick out two dogs for Michael's birthday which was in a 2 months
I picked out a all black pup that had long fur, and my dad picked out a Shepherd pup.
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Heart of a racehorse
AdventureMack is a young 15 year old girl who grew up on her father's ranch. She learned how to ride and take care of horses. On her 16th birthday her father got her a horse named Dexter. Mack then competes in shows with Dexter. As the years pass by, Mack an...