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Bitch Bewitched

Published by Blue Hound Visions at Smashwords

Copyright © 2010 by Doranna Durgin
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This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination, or, if real, used fictitiously—and any resemblance to actual persons, business establishments, events, or locales is purely coincidental.

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The Author Note:
The three stories from the Right Bitch series are three of my favorites. I got to play with hounds (my favorite!) and magic (my favorite!) and a slightly twisted sense of humor (my favorite!).

First published in Misspelled of the accomplished anthology edited by Julie Czerneda, "Bitch Bewitched" was a story waiting for an excuse to be written--I just knew Shiba needed puppies. And I just knew they'd bring their own special brand of mischief! I was so glad to have that excuse, and I hope you enjoy this third installment in Shiba's adventures!

~Doranna
http://doranna.net

The Right Bitch Story Series
A Bitch in Time
The Right Bitch
Bitch Bewitched
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Bitch Bewitched
The Right Bitch series, #3

1.

Puppies.

Blind, squirmy, deaf, legs too feeble to walk, pale purplish skin beneath the blue ticking yet to come, blunt, flattened noses perfect for nursing, little pink tongues curling with surprising strength around the nipple.

Puppies.

They were Shiba's, and she thought them perfect in every way.

She could almost ignore the human discussion in the background--Tallon's admiration, Taliya's cooing. Once Tallon had been Shiba's lineman; once Taliya had handled Shiba's mate Sabre. But when they all moved into the same cabin those particular lines had become blurred and now they all belonged and worked with each other, human and blue-tick hound.

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