Morningside Cuesta well we can't call it pup; it needs a name

Day was only half-listening to his mate; as soon as the peeping had started, his eyes had been drawn to the wiggling shapes nestled against her belly. He made a token effort to look at her while she spoke, but his gaze always ended up directed toward the three little pups.

"Of course," he replied, only mostly aware of what had been asked of him. He lowered himself to his belly and nibbled affectionately at one of Khoe's ears. "You did real good, Cutie," he murmured. "They're beautiful - I can't wait to see how they look when they're older."