The Rowans and The Greys Chapter 4: All His Exes
#4 of The Rowans and The Greys
Kimberly Heinz was a mutt. She couldn't trace much of her heritage, but she knew there was some German Shepherd in her, some Weimaraner, and a plethora of other domestic canine species all swimming and mingling about in her DNA. The woman was slowly approaching her eighties and living with relatives in a predominantly retired animals community in Zootopia. One would have thought age would have calmed her down, but it was quite the opposite. She'd soured since her divorce to Johan Schaiferhund.
Their marriage hadn't exactly been perfectly picturesque. They'd met in college and got married after graduation, and the honeymoon didn't last. Johan had joined the Air Force not long after college, so they'd spent a great deal of time moving around from base to base in the early years of their marriage, finally settling down at Rudolf Air Force Base out in the more arid areas. She had hated it though. She hated the base. She hated the distance from home. She hated that he was away all the time.
She had hated it so much that she got him to change careers from military to civil aviation. But even then, she hated him being gone for days at a time on trips. She hated that he was surrounded with lovely young women who were serving as flight attendants. It had gotten to the point where she suspected him of cheating on her every time he went on a trip, even after he'd sired two pups with her. It wasn't long until after the third pup was born that she'd filed for divorce.
The divorce had been very nasty from the start. The two had finally come to an arrangement, though it didn't please anyone. She hadn't really thought about Johan and the divorce until last year when he'd died in that car accident and the terms of the will had been read aloud. She figured that he would have at least left her and the three kids they'd had something even after the divorce. But no.
He'd left everything to that fox kit he'd adopted. Her children and grandpups didn't seem to care. They'd already made their own agreements with the tod, but she felt like they'd deserved more. Her kids deserved the family's mountain cabin, not some vulpine slut's offspring that Johan and that Jezebel had taken in.
The thought of what happened made her blood boil, so much so that she'd hired lawyers to fight it. But that had been several months ago, and it was now firmly in their hands. She started to wonder if the settlement would ever go through when the house phone rang. The mutt slowly wandered into the small apartment, knowing that it was either going to be good news or bad news.
"Miss Heinz," the voice said, "this is Oliver Swift from Swith, Downy, & Johns. We're calling about the Last Will and Testament challenge case you filed with us a few months ago."
"Yes," she asked as she waited for some good news. She never got it. "I'm sorry to say, ma'am, but we've just gotten off the phone with the judge presiding over the case. It seems that you failed to mention a few details when you came to us pertaining to the divorce proceedings, specifically that you signed an agreement that he gave your children their inheritances after the divorce was finalized. Furthermore, you failed disclose that, as per the agreement in the divorce paperwork, that you and your children would forgo any claim to any inheritances promised to his children from any further marriages."
"But he's not his son," Kimberly snarled angrily.
"Ma'am, Raynard Kody Schaiferhund was Johan Wilhelm Schaiferhund and Brenda McCoy Schaiferhund's legally adopted son. We have seen all the paperwork. You have wasted our time, the judge's time, and the time of everyone over at Rowan, Rowan, & Mousekewitz. You should expect a bill from us shortly. Good day," the lawyer said as he hung up on her, not allowing a rebuttal.
Kimberly blinked. She'd lost her case. Not only had she lost her case, she was going to have to pay a mountain in legal fees. The mutt searched for someone to blame but in the end, the only one she found wasn't herself, no. She blamed Johan. It was all his fault after all. He hadn't tried to save the marriage. He hadn't tried to take a different schedule to be home more. He had pushed for the kids to get their inheritances done and over with so he wouldn't have to give them anything when he died. He hadn't waited more than a year to marry one of those slut flight attendants. It was all his fault, and it was that fox's fault.
That fox should have just given the family cabin to her kids. He should have just given her that lovely house his parents bought and moved into near downtown. He should have rolled over for the real Schaiferhund children, not been greedy and selfish to hold onto things that weren't rightfully his. And now because of his greed, she wasn't going to have to figure out how to pay for the lawyer's fees.