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Orca suckled contentedly and without a care in the world. In fact, within two seconds she had forgotten that this particular meal had been stolen from her sister. She was blissfully unaware until Towhee came barreling towards her as fast as her short, stumpy little body could carry her. The impact was enough to knock Orca off balance, and the rotund puppy rolled onto her back with paws flailing in the air.

She wailed -- the sound almost identical to the one Towhee had made only a moment before -- but when she was righted by an adult and redirected to a different nipple, she didn't have the same protest as her sister. She grunted happily and squeezed her chubby little body in alongside her siblings, the past minute or so of turmoil erased from her young mind.