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CHAPTER XV

Runaway

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Tiffany goes to get Jake's leg looked at at the vet before this happens.

Friday went out on the front porch as mark drove up. She saw two humans in the car and the other was not Tiffany. She watched as they both got out the car laughing and reeking of smoke. The human female was young, really about her age but humans always looked older. "What the hell is that?" she said then giggled, "am I so high I'm hallucinating some shit? It looks like a human dog thingie."

Mark looked at Friday and sneered, "No, that's the other ho I'm bangings' bitch ass dog. She can't talk." He said looking at Friday scornfully and closing his car door just a bit harder. "There is another one around here." he said as he went to the other side of the car to meet the giddy girl who wrapped her arms about his middle and smiled up to him wanting. "Well are we going to go inside or what?" She then wrinkled her nose "what is that smell."

"It's a farm, probably shit or sheep or some shit like that," Mark shrugged and groped the girls rear to her delight and she slipped her hand down his pants, "ooh farm sex, kinky" she giggled and groped Mark who grunted and smiled. "Maybe we should go inside." She said walking the girl to the front door. He shoved Friday even though she was not in the way and she fell with the clamor of the loose floorboards. The girl snorted a laugh, the trippy fucking dog fell down, she must be high too." She laughed and looked at Mark, "I want another hit and then I'm going to rock your world." She giggled as mark closed and locked the door behind him. Friday could still hear them inside the house and the only thing stronger than the scent of sex was the smoke Mark made.

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Jake met Friday out in the field without his leg brace, but s few shaved spots and some bandages. She could smell the ointments used on them and the healthy healing of his wounds. ‘hello Jake' she signed to his worried look and smiled. Jake gave a half hearted smile back "It's not good back there, Mark brought his cousin here without letting Tiffany know and was smoking in the house again, she is furious and they are having a huge argument. Friday nodded happily and took Jakes' paw in hers and pulled him down to her and nuzzled him hoping to take a bit of the worry from him and was relived when he relaxed and pet her cheekruff softly as they watched the sheep to assure they did not get out of any holes left in the fence. Jake silently wished Jimmy and he had had the time to finish the fence, or that Jimmy came anymore at all.

‘What is the word you used for the new human bitch?' Friday signed and Jake looked to Fridays paws thinking but had to ask, "What? When?"

‘You said she was Marks' and then you said a word I don't know.'

"I said she was his cousin."

‘That last word.' She signed quickly

"Cousin?"

Friday nodded and signed, ‘what is that word? I can't say that one.'

Jake smiled glad that Andrew drilled him in family titles and he made the sign for cousin three times and Friday repeated him and then smiled and that smile made his heart skip a beat, her thin white teeth and pink tongue framed in her pitch black lips and white muzzle her eyes clear and happy she learned something new, something he taught her in her own language, but he did not let the elation take him too far as he had more to teach, "a cousin is your parents siblings' offspring" he said and he saw the same look of confusion on her muzzle as when he said cousin so he went more elementary before she could convey her confusion, "a cousin is your father or mothers' sister or brothers' son or daughter." He said thinking it explained but only saw more confusion on her face and was in turn confused himself.

‘I don't know any of that other than mother." Friday signed

Jake looked at her funny, "what family names do you know?"

‘All the names I know are Ewe, Ram, Lamb, mother, stud, bitch, slut, pup..' her paws stilled as she thought but she could not come up with anything but it was enough for Jake to know she had no clue about anything family so he started from the top with grandparents and explained the entire family tree. The lessons were interrupted several times by sheep wandering too far but that just gave Friday the time to absorb the information and think of questions and just when Jake was sure she had it she began on something he did not like, ‘a cousin is the mother or fathers,' she kept an eye on Jake to make sure she was getting it right, ‘siblings child.' Jake nodded happily but Friday continued, ‘so should the cousin breed another cousin?'

Jake shook his head, "well no not really, that is called inbreeding and it's as bad with humans as with sheep or horses.

Friday nodded and then signed, ‘well mark is inbreeding his cousin, their offspring will be bad."

Jake gawked at Friday, "What? What are you talking about?"

Friday looked at him and tilted her head unsure if she had the terms right, they were after all new to her, ‘Mark is breeding the cousin bitch, she is in her heat and will be bred by his,' she faltered with sire on her fingers then more confidently ‘Fathering.' And she smiled but Jake was not impressed. Distressed the collie dog looked to Friday, "Mark is having sex with Dee?"

Friday looked to Jake, ‘what is D?'

Jake signed to her, ‘D-E-E.' Then said, "Dee, Marks cousin."

Friday nodded her head understanding and signed ‘no, Mark is not having sex with Dee,' Jake looked momentarily relived until she continued, ‘he is breeding her, she will get pregnant, it is not mating out of heat.'

Jake did not know what piece of information was worse, the cheating on Tiffany or the breeding part. Jake looked angrily to the house, why was Mark, breeding a strange female and not his mistress, she was the one that should breed, she was his mistress and by pack order she should breed. And that was where Jake caught himself and looked to Friday, he was thinking like a dog now and he didn't know whether to feel happy or manipulated, then he remembered the original trouble, Jake was taught human values and knew Dee was young, younger than humans were allowed to breed, but he looked to Friday in a new mixture of thoughts, Friday was about the same age as Dee, and so far Genomes were living to be about thirty or more years naturally, their ageing was based more on horses than dogs now, but it was a passing thought, they were not human, and mark was destroying everything his mistress stood for. He ground his teeth and let out a small growl and he did not realize his fur was raised until Friday touched his shoulder and he turned to her lowering his fur, "sorry, I just cannot believe what is happening to Tiffany," he shook his head and sighed sitting with Friday petting his back soothingly as he thought how to approach this, Jake unlike Friday had access to television and enjoyed it, and the shows that showed cheating humans while entertaining were shameful to humans that cheated and caused strife.

He thought to watch and see what Friday was talking about. Jake was brooding most of the day and then Friday was the one who put the sheep in the main paddock, the one that Jake and Jimmy finished before Tiffany asked him not to come back again.

She came into the house and could feel the human tension but she was not the focus of it. Dee and Mark were cuddled on the couch while Tiffany made dinner and talked to Jake. Both Jake and Tiffany looked at Friday when she walked in then looked to each other and continued talking. Friday could still smell the sex in the air under the latent smoke fumes. Friday looked in on the two who were coyly playing with each other. The scent of breeding was far stronger here and she could smell the humans fertility now trapped in the house as it was. If she smelled this she knew Jake could too and shrugged. It was his maser not hers. Her master did well for himself, this mistress was weak and herself needed a master it seemed. Friday remembered the times her master had made her and another human interact for his pleasure. Maybe he would do the same now with the cousin Dee and Tiffany, Dee was the outsider and Tiffany was the bitch now. Then she thought about him making Tiffany use Jake and stopped in her tracks, if anyone was going to use Jake it was her. she soothed herself by assuring she would take care of the problem if it arose, her master was strong and taught her well, so now she was strong. She went to her room and got her stuffed toy and walked about with it like a pup and sat on her place on the couch and was unceremoniously and literally kicked off.

"Dogs don't get on no couch." Dee said and then looked back at the TV.

Friday looked at the cousin and got back on her place on the couch and caught the foot that was meant to kick her off and yanked it sending the girl on the floor.

Mark and the girl looked cruelly at Friday who smugly sat back and hugged her toy and watched the seemingly random flashes of pictures and dialog on the TV until Mark suddenly snatched the stuffed toy from her grasp and threw it behind the couch into the hallway with a "go fetch" Friday flew over the couch and retrieved her beloved toy returning to find Dee stretched out over the couch with her feet in Fridays' spot. Friday used her paw and flung Dees legs off the couch and sat in her spot. By now Jake was rounding the corner when Dee swore and tried to put her feet back up to have then swiped down by Friday again. Jake saw what was next, Mark reached over to grab Fridays' stuffed collie, but she had a firm grip on it this time. Mark tried to pull the toy away and Friday used both her arms to hold the toy to her. mark stood up and grabbing the head with both hands pulled to an ominous ripping sound, Friday let go in shock. Mark smiled sadistically and shook the toy in front of Friday, "now look what you did, you broke your toy." He mocked and began gutting the stuffing out of it, "see what you did, you broke your little baby." Mark didn't know Fridays past but that comment tore into the collies' heart stealing her fight and her strength, she even ignored when Dee pulled her off the couch by her collar and cussed at her. Friday sat on the floor trembling, then her eyes changed, a change that Jake had seen in her eyes before, only once. She looked at Mark with the same hatred and malice as she had when Jake had first caught her after Berry was killed stealing sheep. He saw her muscles tense and she was going to spring for him, but Jake knew humans more, and he knew human laws, any Genome that hurt a human was euthanized no questions asked. He could not loose Friday like that, not to Mark.

Friday sprung but Jake slammed into her, knocking her into the couch with force enough to tip it backwards with Dee flailing and swearing as she fell with the couch. The commotion brought Tiffany around the corner to see Mark holding Fridays' ruined toy, and Dee looking nervously between Tiffany the dogs and Mark before she ran to Mark as the dogs wrestled,

"That damn bitch tried to attack us, you need to do something about your dogs." Mark yelled as he held Dee protectively.

Tiffany stormed over the couch and grabbed both dogs by the collar and dragged them to the door choking off any protests Jake tried to voice as they were tossed out, Tiffany screaming at them, "If y'all can't live in here peacefully you won't live in here at all." and she slammed the door, Jake was in the middle of attempting an explanation and Friday was about to charge back into the door when it was flung open and the ruined toy tossed out Friday just by chance happening to catch it, "there's your broke baby." He quipped and closed the door locking it with smug satisfaction and smiled. He winked to the young girl as he held Tiffany as she cried softly at having thrown her Jake out, Friday was such a bad influence on him. She regretted ever saving her.

Friday wept over the ruined remains of her beloved toy, only her sighs and shuttering breaths could be heard as the voiceless cried. She had put the stuffing back in and held the head back where it was but it flopped back at a sick angle and reviled it's stuffing again if she did not hold the head right. Jake hugged her from behind trying to comfort her whispering softly that everything was alright. He finally got Friday to stop her silent weeping, promising to take the toy to Mrs. Athens and have it repaired where his arms were suddenly filled with not only the stuffed toy but the collie that looked up to him with tear stained brown eyes begging him to make things right. He smiled to her and she smiled softly back "I'll take care of it Friday." He said pulling her closer to his body letting her bury her muzzle in his soft chest fur.

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Friday herded the sheep as Jake went to the Athens ranch with her toy. She was distracted by thoughts and anger at Jakes' mistress and her mate. She let a few sheep slip outside the broken fence line but easily recovered them and concentrated on her work more. It was mid afternoon when Friday saw Mr. Athens truck come up the access road. She was curious what her new master was doing here but kept working the sheep until Jake came running on all fours toward her with a black and white furball carried in his muzzle like a pup. Friday clapped her paws together and danced form paw to paw as she saw her repaired toy in Jakes mouth. he stood up on two legs and took the toy from his muzzle and presented it to Friday who snatched the toy from him in joy and hugged the repaired toy to her before she pulled it back to see the repair. Mrs. Athens had repaired it so well that there was no visible sign it was repaired, but her fingers felt the new seams that were the repairs, and they were strong. Friday looked to Jake as a single tear left her eye and she ran to him hugging him tight as she could and not letting him go, the toy crushed between them. Jake held the collie softly and waited for her to let him go. And it was a little while and she finally stood back with her toy and licked his muzzle happily.

"Why don't you put it away and I'll watch the sheep." Jake suggested and Friday ran for the barn to where they slept the past few nights.

Friday left the toy in the straw nest that she made like the one that she had in the Athens ranch, it was where she kept her treasures, three now. She turned her head to look out the loft window as Mr. Athens, Tiffany and Mark were talking on the porch, Dee was nowhere to be found but she was probably spoken of or on the couch she so hoarded. Friday bristled at the thought of the annoying child and Mark. Mr. Athens must be nose dead if he could not scent the breeding Mark and Dee were doing. But she knew humans were nose dead and just shook her head and left the loft as the humans went inside. Jake and the sheep were more of a concern than this meeting.

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That night Friday sat in the loft grooming her repaired toy as Jake watched the house intensely. He missed his mistress and hated Mark as she did. His ears perked as there was shouting and it grew in volume between Tiffany and Mark. Friday set her toy and brush down and watched Jake. His tail was stiff and flagging dominance but he could not go down there and help Tiffany as there was the sounds of a struggle and things being knocked over. Suddenly the back door burst open and Tiffany ran staggering out of the house yelling and crying, Mark quickly on her trail, "No!, you get the fuck back here, your dog tried to rat me out, and I think you sent him. You want me gone? You want me to leave you bitch." He yelled at the woman as she tripped over some of the copious wire laying in the back yard.

Friday was offended that Mark would suggest that Tiffany was as good as she was by calling her bitch, Tiffany was definitely a woman, and Jake was definitely a dog, loyal and protective and before Friday realized he was gone he was already halfway to his mistress' defense. Friday ran out the loft to help Jake, she would not leave him like that fateful day he was mauled by the hunters' dogs.

She was in time to see Him step between Mark and Tiffany, Mark attacked Jake and Jake was quick and fought more like a human again, this time he was mostly dodging, moving like his leg was never hurt. The dog threw Mark to the ground and then was stunned by an attack behind him, he turned expecting Dee but was nonpulsed to see his mistress with a broom, the second swing of her weapon seemed to be in slow motion, betrayal in his eyes, and his hear broke with the strike to his head. He fell and everything went back to real time with Tiffany screaming at him, he could not really understand the words because he was still confused about the attack, then she swatted him with the broom again and Friday arrived in time to take the hit on her back helping him up, the blows were not hard as she used the broom end but each hurt Jake, incapable to comprehend anything even Fridays valiant attempt to pull him up and take the blows for him as his mistress yelled at him Mark yelling at him and his mistress, the world had gone mad but only Friday seemed to be stable, the one with a purpose that did not involve harm or rage so he focused on her and her actions and stood, running tripping and then running on all fours to the barn and to the loft in time to hear the back door to the house slam and the continued shouting.

Jake went to the loft sitting in it, his body trembling his scent a confusing mass his breath hard from more than the run to the barn and the attack. Friday sat in the nest and petted her toy, taking it in her arms. She was scared, it was her old life, the fear, but now she knew what kindness was the touch of kindness that made her recognize victimization.

"How could this have happened?" Jake bemoaned to himself but Friday heard him and got up and rubbed his shoulders trying to relax his stiff muscles. She could smell his anger and his restraint.

He shook his head and looked back at Friday, "How did this happen, what made her choose him over Jimmy? What is that bastard going to do to her? Why did she hit me, she hated me, she has never acted like that"

‘Now you see, we are just property and when we become inconvenient, we are discarded. And now you understand the true nature of humans. It was just a matter of time.' the collie smiled to herself then signed, ‘he will discard her when he is done with her.' Friday replied

"Discard her? What are you talking about? We are more than property" Jake said temporarily distracted from the commotion at the main house before looking to see Fridays' answer.

‘Humans will discard anything not useful to them anymore' Friday signed ‘and you are no longer something she needs, so she has thrown you away.' Friday smiled and sat beside him his mouth too dry to speak, his eyes wide with fear and confusion. He looked to Friday. "Why?"

Friday smiled and hugged him tight then sat back to answer, ‘it is the way of humans.'

Jake looked down at the house. The sounds of crying and things being slammed or tossed, mostly Tiffany, could be heard. Jake winced and twitched at every scream and thud.

"What if he kills her?" Jake said aloud as he watched the house intently. He looked up when he felt Fridays paw on his shoulder, ‘you have to look at me to know the answer' she signed, ‘but he will dispose of her in his own way when he is done with her.'

Jake looked appalled, "how can you be so casual about this?" he winced at another thud and snapped a look at the house to see just the house as usual but he did not yet have the ability to see through walls. He then looked to Friday who signed, ‘how can you be so naive? This is the real world, not the things your mistress tells you. Humans will use anything until they have tired of it and discard it as they see fit. Your mistress has a master, it is what she wants, like I wanted my master and you had no place trying to interfere in her masters wishes. And like my master he will dispose of her when it is convenient for him to do so.'

Jake growled, "She does not have a master! She does not want a master!" he barked angrily at the bitch. Friday only smiled and looked down and as if on cue another shriek and yelling was herd. She looked back to Jake, ‘if she did not wish it, why are you outside treated like this, why was the more acceptable mate jimmy rejected for this one?'

Jake opened and closed his mouth a lot trying to think of what logic would bring his mistress to this place other than she wished it, just as Friday said. Defeated the dog slumped and curled his legs up to his body and sat there in the loft listening to the now dwindling thuds and the weeping from one room as insults were shouted at her from another room, then all was quiet but the weeping.

Friday gritted her teeth, her mate was so distressed over his mistress being used, but where he was a fighter, he was not that good at creative retaliation. Friday walked over and cuddled to her mate and silently vowed to help him make the master of his mistress unhappy.

Her ears perked as she heard the door to the house open and close and Dee laughing and talking and Marks voice talking to her. They both came into the barn and looked around. There were a few small plants about two feet tall he was growing. Dee smiled and touched the budding plants. "You want some." Mark said referring to the plants

Pot's good for relaxing, but I want some real shit, and if I get some," she moved her slender hips at Mark, "you get some."

Mark smiled his perfect smile and went into the old freezer and brought out a leather shaving bag. He pulled out some odd items neither collie had ever seen then he brought out things that didn't match to them, a spoon a candle and some syringes but it must be something special because Dee giggled excited. The two collies watched as Dee stripped to her t-shirt and panties in anticipation of what was to come. Her scent was getting to Friday. The lustful arousal that emanated from the annoying girl was affecting the collie more than it should. Her heart beat a little more from it, her eyes looking to Jake who was busy watching the curious scene. He spent his life ignoring human arousal scents and was pretty well impervious to it. He watched curiously as Dee gave mark her foot and he stuck the syringe between two of her toes. Instead of pain she cooed in pleasure and gasped, her scent changing a bit but her arousal was still strong. Mark slipped his hand up her thigh and stuck her with another syringe and she tossed her head back and grunted in pleasure. Her head lolled as Mark pulled off her panties and t-shirt. Jake was wide eyed in disbelief, but it was true, Mark was breeding his cousin and one too young to be allowed to breed. Then his nose picked up another scent, the smell of Fridays' arousal. He looked up to the collie who was staring, no she was sniffing the air. Then and only then did he realize the sex scent and lust in the air. He had ignored these scents so long he forgot to notice them, but the more animalistic bitch was taken in by the pheromones and they were affecting her a lot.

Mark gave a grunt as he seeded Dees' womb and pulled out of her. He looked up to the two collies and smiled at Jake, "what, you want a turn, go ahead and have some, my treat. He said laughingly as he wiped his cock off on the girls t-shirt. Jake had no interest but Friday almost took his place as she crept toward the stairs. She had been made to mate human females before, none in the same state as Dee was now but her scent, her needs. Jake caught an angry glare as he grabbed her by the collar, "what are you doing?" he asked her scolding and she snapped out of her intoxication, she hated the human bitch and her inbreeding mate. But she had a need this stupid collie would not fulfill, maybe she should go down there for herself, to feed off the human to satisfy her need. She had been mated to her master many times and sometimes she welcomed his advances. She especially needed him before she,..

Her thoughts stopped there, she realized what her body was telling her and she grabbed onto Jake like a lifeboat in an ocean storm. Let the humans inbreed, she had her own purpose.

"You sure you don't want some of this Jake, it's good young and tight, but a little banged out. Hell, we'll even trade if you want."

Jake looked down at the man and bristled his fur and Mark just laughed and looking at the young girl who moved slowly to finger herself and rub her nipple he decided he had enough to go at her again.

Jake thought about telling Tiffany but he remembered the last time he tried to help and just resolved to comfort Friday.

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The next morning was quiet when Friday woke up to Jake still keeping vigil on the house. She smiled sadly for him and went to touch him and realized he was asleep. Her paw hesitated but then touched his shoulder to wake him for work. He looked haggard and she regretted not simply slipping away and letting him sleep. But he smiled to her with his crystal blue eyes and she was glad he was awake. He looked at the house and then stood up slowly but purposefully. His stare never left the house so Friday looked out the same window but missed the fascinating thing Jake now concentrated on.

"His car is gone." Jake said grinning and tail wagging as he whipped his body around to hug Friday. That piece of shit is gone." He gleefully barked. Friday hated to be the rain on his parade but on getting her paws back in front of Jake she signed, ‘could he simply be at the store or maybe Tiffany took his car?'

Jake looked thoughtful but his elation was greater than his skepticism, "let's go down and see." He said and bolted to the ladder Friday following.

Jake strode up to the front door and walked in as he usually did but this time he looked for Tiffany. He found her on the couch, she was awake and weeping. Jake went to his mistress' side and held her shoulder, she shrugged him off but he stayed. "What happened?" he asked concerned and looked about for Dee. Things had been knocked over and broken but there was no one else in the house.

Tiffany looked to Jake with contempt, "he left, are you happy now?"

Jake wanted to say yes but he had lived with her long enough to know satire.

"you just wanted him gone, and now you got what you wanted." She yelled at him and threw a pillow at him. Jake looked helplessly to her. he wanted to make things right, make them better show her how awful Mark was and to his misfortune he found his voice, "Mark was terrible Tiffany, he was one of those people that you always used to roll your eyes at when you heard about the relationship, he stole,.."

He stole nothing!" Tiffany cut him off irately "We were building a relationship and you made him feel unwelcome, just like you are now." She sneered and pointed back toward the front door. "Just get the fuck out and take Friday with you."

Jake slumped his shoulders and looked to Tiffany one last time racking himself for something to say, but nothing seemed to make sense, only the resonation of what Friday said, and how she was when she first came to the farm. Her master was cruel, but she loved him and accepted his decisions and his actions, and now his mistress had a master she defended. He shook the last form his head, she had no master she couldn't. humans didn't have masters. Did they?

He woke from his thoughts in a confused surreal state and realized Friday had pulled him by his paw almost to the door. He let her lead him out, he really didn't feel like thinking too much right then.

When she had guided him to the sheep paddock he stopped dead and looked at Friday, "what is this chaos that follows you Friday, you have caused more chaos in a year and a half than all the storms and bills we have ever seen."

Friday looked hurt then her eyes slit and hardened and she signed, "None of this is my fault any more than it is your fault Mark is gone. I'm glad the fuckers left and would otherwise hug you if I thought you made it happen, but you are just a dog and he is a human, he can kill you whenever he wishes and you live because he still graces you with life. I also cannot help it if your mistress is an idiot."

Jake grabbed Friday by the throat and pulled her close snarling, making the bitch flip her ears and tuck her tail. "I live because I," he was about to say because he was useful but went another way a bit angrier because of Fridays abilities as an oracle. "Tiffany has cared for me and she loves me."

Friday laughed silently but he saw the cruel ire in her eyes and muzzle and her fingers flicked more as she signed, "you are as stupid as your mistress, you deserve each other. At least I admitted my master was cruel and fearsome. You both deny your place, yours as a tool for humans to be lazy and discard at will and her, she is no mistress but a human bitch to be used and fooled as she denies the things going on around her." She made a motion as her windpipe was constricted and she shoved her talking paws against Jakes' chest and slapped his muzzle. Making him let her go. She sneered at him but could not hide the tear in her eye. With a vicious snap of her jaws threatening him she ran off and began getting the sheep together for pasture three.

Jake watched her and thought a long time standing on that one spot. He felt broken, as if a piece of him was missing but he could not explain it. But beyond that was what Friday said, or her point. Just because you don't like it doesn't make it any less true. He looked to his mistress' house, it was not his, she would not have him. She chose Mark over him and what scared him, was that maybe Friday was right. Maybe she would get tired of him and dispose of him to win Marks affections just like she sent Jimmy away.

He looked down at the ground then back up to look over the pastures where somewhere Friday was watching sheep, alone.

Friday watched the sheep blissfully munch on the grass, the rams breeding the ewes at some times and she only smiled knowing their offspring will never see another winter. But every mounted ewe brought more ire to the collie. Why did she have be on this farm with Jake. He was more human than canine and it drove her nuts, why would he reserve himself so, deny himself to her. she watched him come up over a hill to the pasture and she took off to meet him but not in joy she was angry. She pounced him but he was still standing and she gripped his chest fur, but with her paws used she could not talk like Jake could so she just gripped him harder and shook him screaming what an idiot he was in her mind, screaming how he ignored her and then blamed her for the stupid decisions of his mistress, how little faith he had in her and he was all she had, and she didn't really have him. she stopped trying to throttle him and pulled herself to his chest and cried. Why was he such an idiot and why was she such a fool for loving him. she didn't move as his arms came around her holding her warmly.

She stayed in his embrace for a while. She wanted to keep the feeling of his arms about her. she moved her head against his chest and looked up to him with her soft earthen eyes. She slipped the fingers of one paw down touching her swelling sex and gasped a bit as she entered herself and then brought back a stronger dose of her scent to his nose.

Jake realized why the usually independent collie was now fighting so hard for his attention, she was just entering her heat. He looked to her and then toward the house, then back to her with worried eyes. He held her tighter in the warm pre winter sun. Friday wagged her tail a bit and licked under his chin submissively until Jake met her pleading curious eyes. Jake wanted to tell her yes, with no doubt yes he would have her and father a pup on her, but with the chaos of life now, he was unsure. "We will see what comes." He said to her softly and licked her nose pad lovingly.

Friday smiled to herself as much to him, she already knew how to manipulate him to do what she wants, and she would do it if she had to. But until then, she just relaxed in his warm embrace.

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Jake playfully swatted Friday on her rump making the collie spin on him and smile. she used her whistle to the tune of Get them, the reference to him. he shook his head, "not this time puppy girl." He taunted and leapt over the backs of the sheep still near the paddock gate and ran for the barn with Friday hot on his tail, she was more interested in the dark sac that swayed between his haunches than catching him but she followed his musky male scent to the barn and back out and all over the fields. She could not catch him no matter what she did, no matter what fence she skipped or what field she used to cut off the distance. She was both tempted and determined but failed to catch Jake none the less. Weary and panting she returned to the barn to Jake panting a grin and wagging his tail. "kinda slow." Friday used the universal sign language of the middle finger and sat on a bail of straw. She looked pensively at Jake and tossed a fistful of straw at him uselessly.

"We still need to feed the sheep too." He said looking at the woefully inadequate supply of hay. Friday shared his pessimism of the food supply and began carrying bales to the feeding bins on the side of the fences. They put in what they knew to be too little but little now was better than none later, and even worse was the knowledge that it would affect the lambing.

Friday and Jake were shocked when they returned to the barn to find Tiffany sitting on an upturned bucket waiting for them examining one of the potted pot plants. Jake felt his heart beat in his chest, Friday smelling his fear began to bristle and shrink.

Tiffany looked to the two dogs and sighed then looked down, her hands wrenching at her pants but never really getting a grip. "Jake," she said softly looking up. Jake did not move to her like he usually would and she frowned slightly. "I'm sorry Jake, I know you mean well and it's not your fault he left." She said sadly. "I'm sorry I got upset with you." Jake looked over to Friday who just looked at Tiffany with a cocked look, then back to Tiffany. "Alright," he said unsure but still unmoving so a little frustrated she stood up and walked over to him. "I miss you Jake, I would like for you and Friday to come back into the house."

Jake looked ruefully at Friday as she poked him in the ribs and signed, ‘you are needed again.'

Jake flashed his teeth a bit, mostly at the truth but relented to the needs of his mistress and went to her glad to have her hold him and pet him again. She even included Friday but the collie was more wary but liked to be pet. The trio smiled and laughed, silently and eventually made it back to the house and enjoyed the television and the food and the three of them back together again. Jake looked to Friday as she hogged the couch.

Friday noticed him looking at her and flipped her tail up innocently to expose her swelling dark triangle to him. She was not breedable yet but she wouldn't mind if he practiced for later. She wondered if the dog would ever act and laid her head down on the couch throw pillow. She was almost asleep when she felt the soft hot puffs of breath on her canine folds. She innocently rolled on her back and splayed her legs canine style she dared not look to see if she had frightened Jake off and was rewarded for her patience with the feel of more than his hot breath but his hot wet tongue gingerly testing her. Her heart wanted to explode with want as her lover slowly gained confidence and licked harder and harder over her sensitive folds. The deep pink of her inner passage began to show as every lick opened her slit with want.

"Hey you two!" Tiffany scolded shocking Jake to stopping to Fridays' dismay.

Jake looked embarrassed but Friday just lifted her head to look annoyed at the woman and curled to start where Jake left off but found little satisfaction in licking herself and just sat on her rear with a sigh. As Tiffany began talking again, "you two can't be doing that in public, not in front of me or anyone else. You two are not just dogs you know."

Friday looked to protest but just sighed, Tiffany was a lot kinder in her admonishment of the offensiveness of sex than her former master who would beat her relentlessly for the act with Berry. She licked Jakes' ears and pulled on his head in a hug distracting his attention from his scolding mistress to her, but his eyes flickered between the two. Maybe with all the talk Jake made about mating only one, he held sway toward his mistress. She let go of Jakes' head and pet him softly, letting him pay attention to Tiffany.

But Friday began to take a notice to Tiffany when the woman grabbed her back leg and pulled it up and grabbed her tail to look at her swelling folds. Tiffany sighed and shook her head. "so you're in heat again." Tiffany said dourly looking at the bitch who tucked her tail and sat back on her rump once her ankle was released.

‘You are in heat every month, why is it bad when I go into heat?'

Tiffany looked to Jake for a translation and he stalled saying it was nothing, but she glared at him until he translated for Friday.

Tiffany sighed and addressed the black and white collie, "because I'm not going to act on the want to breed, I know you will."

Friday began to sign but before Jake could translate she cut the collie off, "look, if you breed a pup what am I supposed to do with it? If it doesn't work well on the farm I will have to sell it off and even if it does do well on the farm, how many times will you breed her? I cannot afford a lot of dogs."

Fridays' fingers were still as she thought it over but Jake spoke up surprising them both, "I want Friday to have a pup, I want her to have my pup and good or bad on the farm we want to keep it."

Friday curled up on the couch behind Jake and held onto his soft furred neck his collar visible under the fluff that usually hid it she hugged him to her so hard.

Jake held onto the collies white furred arm so as to be able to speak better and he did, "I do not have to breed her every year, we can do the things you do to not breed when you mate."

Tiffany looked at her Jake and to Friday. She realized that she was hers too. She sat on the couch and pulled Friday up and hugged the confused bitch. "You are a very lucky girl to have someone like my Jake, you better take damn good care of him."

Jake sat on the couch with his mistress and Friday who looked confused and a little scared but Jake licked her nosepad and hugged both femmes and realized his mistress was crying into Fridays' coat. He never saw her do anything like this except when she was upset as a teenager when she first got Jake but she didn't smell upset, she smelled, happy but resentful. Jake just held his mistress and mate. "I love you both." He whispered and Friday no longer looked concerned and relaxed in Tiffany's and his arms.

* * * * *

Friday woke on the couch on top of Jake. His arms still wrapped about her and he slept soundly. She giggled a bit. Jake had shifted in his sleep sometime and pulled his lip up on the arm rest to make it look like half of his face was snarling and the other serine. Then she noticed the scar on the inside of his lip and remembered how he got it. She softly reached her paws up and shifted his head so he looked completely serine. She stared at him until nothing seemed to exist but his face and the soft rise and fall of his chest. She laid her jaw on his sternum and felt the patter of his resting heart on her tongue.

"Get up you two, came the musically happy voice of Tiffany. Friday was up and hugged her Jake hard and nibbled his belly making him laugh and try to roll up.

He looked down at the smiling bitch and pet her ears with an amorous "you"

"And me," Tiffany said getting Jakes' attention as well as Fridays', "If you will look outside you will see your next job."

Jake was beaten by Friday to the door, Friday had a working drive he was certain would make a wonderful farm dog pup.

The dogs smiled when they saw Mr. Athens farm truck full of straw bales. They looked for him but could not find him by the time Tiffany walked up.

"Where is Mr. Athens?" Jake asked looking about as if he might pop out from a rock to surprise them.

"I just borrowed the truck, I saw last night how low we are on feed and borrowed his truck, your jobs are to unload this and rotate the stock." She clapped her hands together "well hop to it, you have a lot to unload."

Friday leapt into the barn window, one that never had glass put in it and she oft used before her master was taken away and began pulling the bales off the loft to the ground floor. Jake stood on the ground floor restacking the older bales on the ground floor before they put the new ones on the loft.

Friday and Jake happily worked putting the food into the barn and then relaxing on the straw strewn floor before they swept it up and took the sheep to pasture one so they didn't have to watch the sheep as much because of the completed fence.

The two collies ran about the pastures half in play and half looking over the pastures to see what pastures still had the best fare for the sheep. Friday especially canine to Jake, staying in her quadruped stance and nuzzling his legs and hips like a dog does. He pet her and kissed her softly sometimes but Jake never kept them in the same pasture for long, he was growing concerned for the sheep as he saw the over eating damage done to the grasses and hoped they would grow full again. But the land here was good so the grass should be thick later in the spring but for now, the landscape was bleak. And the fences grew more derelict the more they traveled form the house. Jake was busy inspecting and trying to figure ways to feed the sheep to notice Friday trying to be noticed.

Friday looked about the fields and then to Jake who was pulling on some bent over hog wire that was trapped under an old fallen tree. The fence line there still harbored the last remnants of snow from the season. Friday walked up to Jake and squatted in front of him watering the snowy ground, and before Jake could register anything but curiosity she wiped her fingers over her wet lower lips and wiped it over his nose pad and shoved her fingers in his mouth, over his tongue.

Jake gripped the collie by the collar before she could get away. She made a strange gurk sound and turned and looked into Jakes glacial blue eyes unsure. She felt him push on the back of her collar making her walk backwards and against a shade tree who's shade died with the passing of fall. Jake pressed his nose pad to hers, "we're not playing that game." He said as his body pressed in closer to her, pressing her soft furred form. He could see the fear in her eyes and smell her arousal as she could smell his. "I'm in charge now." He said and lifted one of her digigrade legs to his hip and pressed his groin to hers teasing her canine folds with his sheath and the bit of pink that told of his obvious want of her.

The two collies sat in the afterglow of their breeding. Friday sat over his hips and leaned her back against the tree she was so recently pressed to. She slipped her fingers between their bodies feeling the slim shaft that led to the hard knot lodged in her body. she would have murred if she had a voice as she felt the shaft pulse with the seed that filled her womb now. She would make sure there was no fake pregnancy this time. she kept her fingers on the shaft, feeling the pulses, her other paw pulled the thick fur about his chest as his paws held her hips tight. She wagged her tail happily and felt the knot in her twitch and the seed that warmed her spurt into her from her lover, her mate.

* * * * *

It took a while before the two collies were untied. Jake still seemed a bit dazed and Friday shook her fluffy fur out more. She cleaned herself and licked Jake lovingly and was rewarded by his arms about her and a deep wanting kiss. Even as breathless as he was, his passion for her made it the most perfect kiss she had ever received and the first one from someone who truly loved her.

Regretfully both collies fell to the nagging of their paranoid neurosis and went to check the sheep who were still in the well made pasture eating merrily. The collies smiled to each other and gave each other a small canine kiss before separating to round up the sheep and heard them to the paddock.

Tiffany greeted them back at the house and gave them their dinner and the trio sat on the couch and watched TV. Friday laid her head on Jake's lap. Her tail beat on the couch as he pet her head to shoulders and played with her ears.

The week went by uneventfully, everything settled back into the normal routines and the days seemed brighter and the farm was looking better.

Friday made Tiffany worry about her ethics when she herded the sheep into the barn to eat the few pot plants left in the barn but the sheep seemed none the worse for it so it went as a running joke that Friday herded highland sheep.

* * * * *

Friday looked up to the sky as she laid on the stubbles of grass that had been chewed down by the sheep. Jake appeared over her seeming upside down and licked her nosepad to chin. She lifted her paws to pet the sides of his cheek. It had been eight days since Mark had left and their life was getting back on track. The fear of him coming back had faded and Friday could explore more with her mate and her heat. She rolled over and laid flat on the grass with her footpaws in the air and her tail tracing between her haunches. She propped her head on her paws and looked to her mate with a soft canine smile that turned to a wicked collie smirk. Jake looked to his beautiful brown eyed, black and white coated mate and kissed her deeply. He was taking Mrs. Athens advice and he wanted his bitch for more than the wonderful iron tinged scent of her heat. He moved behind his mate. She turned her head to watch him with a knowing smile on her muzzle as she flipped her fluffy tail to expose the shaven area around her tailhole and the top of her black triangle.

Jake grabbed her footpaws and lowered them so she was as flat as possible and put his paws on the back of her knees his muzzle going forward to sniff at the plump dark folds. They were so soft against his nose and sensitive by the audible gasp Friday made. She was already at a slight pant just from anticipation. Jake covered her body like a blanket. Friday raising just her hips as she felt Jakes' hard member probing for her entrance. He had grown more skillful and was soon deep inside her. She clawed the ground as his strong animal thrusting pounded into her. His knot began to fill her and she came with just the thought of his seed inside her. She dug deep furrows into the ground exposing some grass seedlings that were looking for the light that shone on the rutting collies. Friday lifted her head with her mouth silently agape and tongue curled inside her mouth as Jake continued to piston his full knot into her prone body. She felt his urgency and arched her back while her rump stayed in the air her tailtip twitched to his thrusts and her second orgasm flooded around him as he began to pulse his seed into her. His balls twitching as he filled her with his seed. She reached between her own legs to feel his pulsing sac and then the thin shaft that let to his knot to feel with her fingers the hard pulse of his sperm into her. She felt the hot jets against her internal walls but her fingers helped her understand she was being seeded, she knew what mating felt like but she felt breeding was different.

She began to come down from the exertion of the rut and more into the eroticism of her future pregnancy. She pushed up and Jake taking the cue stood on all fours, Friday coming up with him. He naturally shifted off her body and swung his left leg over her back and they stood tail to tail. Friday had the upper paw of experience and wagged her tail, the contractions of her internal muscles always brought Berry to seed her more strongly and it was no different with Jake. She lowered her head to rest on her forearms. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she felt the pulses inside her continue.

She wished she could stay tied forever with the feel of seed filling her but nature took due course and she was freed from his knot. The two dogs licked themselves clean and frolicked in the warm sun until they heard a car pulling up the drive. It was almost familiar but they were not sure, but they had the sheep so ignored it.

* * * * *

Tiffany looked out her window and her heart dropped and leapt at the same time which made her feel funny, same as the confliction she felt watching Marks Car pull back up the drive. She opened the door as he was stepping out his parked car. She folded her arms defensively even thought she wanted to run up to him and wrap them about him and hold him close.

"Hey baby." He smiled to her and pulled out a bouquet of passion red roses and framed his perfect smile with them.

"What are you doing back here," she said with as much scorn as she could muster, "I thought you were gone for good."

Mark never wavered in his smile but made sure to look her in the eyes, "no baby, I would miss you too much to leave you forever."

Tiffany wanted to soften to him but what Jake had told her about Mark came to the front of her mind

Jake told me some things about you and Dee and some other things." Tiffany said pensively

Mark looked confused, "look sweetheart, me and Dee both would blaze up, okay, I'm a bad adult."

Tiffany shook her head, "Jake said you and her had sex and used syringes, I can only imagine with what."

Mark scoffed, "Fuck Jake, Jake is a dog and he's just mad I'm taking your attention is all." he said advancing on Tiffany who just watched him come within arms reach as he talked, "besides, you going to believe some stupid talking dog or me, a human and the one that loves you." Tiffany softened her eyes as Mark kept talking. "I was like, really upset when we were all fighting that night and I couldn't keep Dee here, I mean her folks always argue and I was hoping this would be a haven for her, but I just took a road trip to take her back to her folks house, that's why I left." He lied expertly and took her hand in his, "I really want us to work, you are really special and I want to try to save what we have together. I really love you." he smiled his perfect smile and leaned in closer to her. Let's just try to work through this." And he kissed her softly at first then deeper.

* * * * *

Jake stopped dead in his tracks his heart sinking and gut clenched as he saw the car in the driveway. He trembled in anger and fear. Friday looked at the car and took on another reaction, hate. She ran over to the car and leapt on the hood and pissed on it before making canine territorial scratches over the hood and leapt off the car smugly. She looked back to see if Jake approved but he was not there, he was coming out of the house. He walked strangely stiff and he was silent, he just walked to the barn with Friday following him until he went into the darkness of the barn. Friday looked back at the house and followed her mate. She stopped in the barn threshold looking at her belly. She thought about what they had done. She looked up to the loft where she knew she would find Jake and knew he would have never mated her for a pup if he knew Mark would be back.

She followed him to the loft and as on a hay bale beside him. He looked so lost, so distraught. She put her arm around his shoulders and nuzzled his speckled neck to no real response.

"I can't believe this." He said after several minuets making her lift her head to look at him but he didn't say anything else or even look at her. So she put her head on his shoulder again and watched the sunset from the loft.

Friday sat beside her mate wishing she could comfort him more, but he was too tied up in trying to figure out how his teaching went wrong. With less concern about the woman Friday began to wander the barn. She noticed something different, there were more lights and there was definitely more plants. She walked into the rows of plants on the floor and touched their leaves. She then tipped one of the plants and walked away.

Friday and Jake woke up the next morning and worked as usual but instead of returning to the house they went back to the barn. Jake went in first and sighed looking at Mark who was taking care of his plants. Friday passed Jake unconcerned with the man except for a sneer because he upset Jake. Jake watched Friday walk up the stairs to the loft and was about to follow her when he turned to Mark who was looking at him. the man had an arrogant look in his face. He obviously thought little of the collies and wanted to convey his contempt as he spat "you heard me dog."

Jake looked at the man flashed his teeth at him showing he hated the man and could care less about his remark about being a snitch for dimeing him out about Dee. Jake turned away from the man and was on his way to the stairs when something hit him in the back. He whipped around and saw Mark with another small chunk of wood he managed to find.

Jake tried to rub the sore spot on his back. Mark smiled at his hit, "you don't walk off when I'm talking to you fucker." He watched Jake angrily advance on him and stiffened up with the wood in his hand. "What you going to do dog, you going to bite me? You want to bite me?" Mark sneered at Jake, "you want to bite me huh" he said teasing and pushed his arm into Jakes' face. Jake averted his gaze and his head from the man in canine aversion. Mark laughed and grabbed Jake by the lower jaw and forced his mouth open and shoved his arm inside the dogs' sharp toothed muzzle "go ahead, you know you want to. Just do it." He spat in Jakes' face and grinned his perfect smile that he only dropped as Jakes' eyes got wide and he shoved Mark to the side and grabbed Friday about the middle but she slipped and he grabbed her by the hips and she went to all fours like a dog and scratched her claws against the wood floor drawing gouges in it as she snapped her white teeth at Mark her saliva spattering over his defensively raised arm and shocked scared face.

Jakes' hold on her hips was slipping she was fighting to get the man so hard. Jake began climbing up her body pulling her back between his legs as he pulled her back, he pulled her up until he felt her ribs and tried to pick her up but failed and almost slipped but he grabbed just under her fur hidden breasts and yanked her against his chest and she fought to get free by wiggling as he growled "stop it" at her but his commands fell on rage deafened ears of the mute collie. He then shook her violently and wrapped his arms over her breasts and held her tight to him as she stopped fighting so much, "stop it, it's a trick, if a Genome hurts a human they are Euthanized automatically, and he is trying to get you to do that, and I can't loose you, not like this, I love you too much." He said his breath hard on her scruff as he buried his muzzle in her dense fur.

Friday stopped struggling and put her feet on the ground taking up her weight again but stared daggers at the man who stood up and wiped off her spit and chuckled.

"So you love your bitches, I admire that" Jake snarled at the talking man claiming any admiration about him "but I'm here to tell you if you don't keep that fucking muzzle of yours shut I'll find a way to get rid of your bitch," he pointed to Friday, and then you. And I just might kill her myself and then have Tiffany watch as animal control puts you down." He grinned in joy at the thought of Jake dead.

Jake held tighter to Friday out of fear he may decide to attack the man anyway. Friday understood fully the threat to her and her pup and her mate. This man was worse than her master, he killed for revenge and to torment, not out of need. Only now did she realize how dangerous this man was. She turned in Jakes' arms and held him to her until the man stopped bantering and began to look at his plants again. She pushed on Jake to go backwards and he let go of her with one arm and turned around to walk letting his mate lead him to the stairs to the loft. Friday was not going to let this offence go, no she had the perfect plan.

* * * * *

The scent was strong and familiar, the underbrush was dark in the forest but the black and white collie knew her quarry was near. She heard the rustle of leaves softly tread on. She watched in the defuse moonlight for her prey. She squared off as the shadows shifted. She had him, just a few more paces. She waited perfectly still. So perfectly still, waiting until the shadow came out in the moonlight and he was hers.

The dog fox never saw the bitch until it was too late. She gripped him by the back of the neck in her jaws and flung him like a rag doll as he yelped and let out a half yip in surprise. She felt him struggle but punched him in the belly and he stopped moving. She let him dangle from her jaws and pressed her paw to his chest. She felt his heart beat and then pressed her finger to his nostrils and found him still breathing. She took him out of her mouth and grinned in wicked collie delight. She carried the fox by the scruff and held his hind legs stretching him out a bit uncomfortably to the fox but it kept a level of discomfort that kept him playing dead as she walked him to the house. She walked up to Marks car and opened the door and blanched at the acrid pungent smoke odor trapped in the car. She quickly tossed the fox in the back seat and closed the door. She wrinkled her nosepad a bit as she walked happily back to bed, and to her beloved mate.

* * * * *

Friday was especially frisky and playful in the fields as she pranced and played with Jakes ears before bolting off for him to chase her. The collies played merrily between watching the sheep until it was time to take them back.

Jake heard mark swearing and was tempted to ignore it but he went to investigate. He let Friday finish with the corralling and went to see who or what the man was yelling about. Jake came to see him pulling out his seat cushions and ripped up upholstery from his car, and the wind brought him the unmistakable odor of dog fox urine. Jake smirked, the man deserved a fox in his car and by the look of it the vulpine did a real number on the interior.

Jake wandered back to the barn after getting some food for himself and Friday. he made sure he did not see Tiffany as she would undoubtedly want him to stay or want to talk to him and he could not stand the mans scent in the house much less him and Mark would definitely be in there scent and all.

He came up to the loft and hugged Friday who wagged her tail looking at him and the food. She gave him a happy collie smile and flipped her ears back before she swiped her paw over her still swollen lower lips and shoved her fingers to his nose happily. He sniffed her fingers thinking this was another attempt to mate him but he found a new scent he didn't know. She was still fertile and needy but something that smelled, well for better word sweet and creamy. He looked to her looking at him. She saw his confusion and signed, ‘I'm pregnant, or should be.' She thought about the last time she thought she was pregnant. She looked back up to Jake who was grinning at her. He had seen the rams and ewes and even cows and horses breed but never in his life had he thought of himself. He looked rather confused and Friday pulled on his arm and he dropped the can of food with a thud on the floor. He seemed to snap out of it as the can rolled next to his foot and he picked the collie bitch up under the arms, she was only a bit smaller than him but he was a working dog and hefted her up easily to be cuddled against his chest.

He put her back on her feet and bent over to pick up the can he dropped. He used an old can opener to open it and scooped out the contents for Friday. She looked at the food and ate most of it as Jake sat watching her.

She looked at her mate and reached up and pulled him to her by the collar. She took her fingers and pulled a bit of the remaining food up and into Jake's mouth. She giggled as he licked her fingers and pawpad and she continued to feed him until there was no more food in the bowl. She smiled down on Jakes' multicolored face and glistening blue eyes. She pet between his ears, her clawtips sifting his headfur until his blue eyes closed in sleep. She looked at him lovingly. She could tell he felt safe with her.

She was on the border of sleep herself when she heard footsteps coming toward the barn. Carefully she put Jakes head from her lap to a pile of straw and went down to investigate, careful not to wake him.

* * * * *

Tiffany walked over to the barn. She saw Friday outside as if to greet her but the collie had her arms crossed and the look of scorn was apparent. The woman rolled her eyes and sighed as Friday stepped in her path.

"Friday, I'm not in the mood for games."

The collie shook her head and made a movement with her hand at her groin imitating a canine penis position then she shook her head and pointed to the woman.

Tiffany was not about to play charades with Friday but the paw on her shoulder stopped her from advancing. She looked angrily at the bitch who looked all the more determined not to let her pass. She sighed and stepped back from the bitch and crossed her arms herself. "what is it Friday? I know Jake is upset but I want him and you to come back into the house. I really miss him, I miss you both." She said the last sadly and relaxed her folded arms.

Friday signed for male canine and shook her head then pointed to the house and then made a male human sign, her paw pointing down from her groin.

It took tiffany a minuet to figure out it was "Jake will not go to the house as long as Mark is in there."

"Look Friday, that seems all well and good but I want him in the house with me."

Jake appeared from the barn door as she spoke. He walked up behind Friday and rubbed her shoulders. "Tiffany, that man is Evil and I can't stand him. I don't want to live with him."

Tiffany tensed up, "well too bad Jake, you are a dog and I'm your mistress so you will just do what the fuck you're told. I want you two, three," she looked to Friday who gave a very miffed canine snort, "to learn to live together. He is not going away and you two are my dogs so he has to get used to having you around."

Jake looked unsure and shook his head but then tiffany grabbed his collar and Fridays' too and pulled Jake and pretty well dragged Friday into the house and deposited them unceremoniously on the living room floor.

"Man, why you dragging them in here." mark whined from the couch.

"Because like it or not we are all gonna live in here and get along if it kills you." tiffany barked at the three who stared hatefully at each other. Tiffany stood in between them and looked at the man and then the canine duo in turn. I don't care what you think of each other, you will get along and you," she looked to Mark, "will get a job to help me pay for stuff around here."

Mark perked up and smiled to Tiffany, "you're right, I do need to pull my own weight, I'll get on it tomorrow." He smiled and stood up walking the short distance to hug Tiffany. "We'll make this work out."

Jake and Friday were floored but only Friday recovered quickly and walked off to the room they had before, then realizing she forgot her toy collie she went out to the barn to get it. Jake had left the door open, it was not notable but there was a ram in the barn munching on one of the pot plants. Friday herded the animal out the barn and looked with a little satisfaction at the damage done to one plant before she retrieved her toy and hid her blanket and pillow. She made sure she had her whistle on her neck in case she needed it and looked about one last time before she went into the house and headed to the room. Jake was waiting there for her. he looked up to her. His muzzle only looked pained and worried. She went to him and handed him her stuffed collie and sat behind him, her paws on his shoulders as she nibbled and licked over his head and ears. Her paws kneaded his shoulders and he relaxed a little. He put the stuffed toy on his lap and lolled his head letting her take care of him.

He turned his head after she stopped for a few minuets curiously. She smiled to him and pulled him back on the bed. She straddled his belly and began scratching his chest and belly, her tail wagged over his sheath and sac. She ran her pawpads and fingers over his chest to his neck and out over his shoulders and arms and scooted her rear back. She had what she really wanted a few days ago, now she wanted something else.

She lifted her tail a bit and wiggled her rump on his belly, his belly fur tickled her still swollen cunny lips until she maneuvered herself so Jake's stiffening canine tip pressed to her tailhole. She pulled her paws back from his arms and back to his belly and then spread over his chest again pushing her further back, pushing jakes sheath back and his growing canine rod into her tail. She gasped in pleasure and gripped his chest fur and then spread her fingers in his soft pelt as she felt his knot pass her ring. She let it pulse twice before pulling it from her and then feeling the knot outside of her tailhole, it still stretched her a little as his shaft grew with the knot. She lifted her hip a bit when the collie bucked innately under her but she soothed him with her muscular orifice, letting just the shaft stroke soothingly into her, but never letting the tip out or the knot touch her. she shivered and lifted her tail making her little puckered hole tighter. She gasped and let go of his chest and arched her back her paws gripping his thighs to hold herself in the perfect position. Her tongue lolled and her eyes slit in pure pleasure, then Jakes' paws gripped her petite but perfect breasts and stroked through the long fur that still hid them. Her coat was silk and as hot as her insides. She ached inside, she wanted him where he was but her swollen cunt wanted attention and tingled with want. She took one paw from Jake's leg and thrust it between her haunches. Harsh rasps signaled her attempt at ecstasy. Jake was bucking up unto her hard and she lifted a bit still avoiding his knot. She let out an ugly harsh rasp in lou of a yelp when Jake grabbed her hips and forced her down onto his knot and then bucked up sinking his mostly swollen knot into her anus. Jake was too blissful to notice her distress or the scent of her glands over his groin. She tried to pull off but found herself in pain again and sat down on his groin as much as she could. Her anus twitched still angry at the invader but was being soothed by the thinner shaft behind his knot. Soon she was panting, her ears forward the folds flopping up and down with her breasts as she was bucked into. She felt the swollen knot inside her and her slick bitch juice coated her fingers and matted his belly fur as she felt the hard pulses of his seed in her rectum. He continued to buck as he came. She continued to fondle herself past her orgasm and into exhaustion. She wanted to fall over but the knot was restrictive where it was, and that was why she didn't want to tie like that, but she was glad she was. She held onto Jake's thighs and panted hard. She saw Jake watching her through pleasure slit eyes and she closed her eyes in pleasure at seeing him so pleased in her.

Nature took her time with the virile collie male. Friday collapsed sideways sore but satisfied. Jake was still clumsy and amateurish but he will learn. But maybe she would just stay with his vigor. She tucked her tail a bit with the scent of her glands permeating the room.

She didn't remember falling asleep but she woke up with tiffany looking down at her and Jake and a disgusted look on her face. Friday looked drowsily up at her.

"Did you have an accident in the house?" she asked and Friday smiled and poked her finger at her still sore tailhole and poked the finger under Tiffany's nose making her blanch.

"Oh Jesus, your glands."

Friday was disappointed the human could not smell the male mucus on her finger and was thinking about how to show tiffany what Jake had done to her but the dog pulled her roughly and suddenly to him and nibbled her ear murring.

She cuddled to him and wiggled against him.

Tiffany chuckled and shook her head. You two are late, you better head out, Mark already went to look for a job.

Jake yawned making a whine of protest and groaned before giving Friday a lick in her ear and getting up.

Friday followed her mate out. She noticed he still smelled like her and more than her glands and smiled to herself. She ate her breakfast and was still hungry so stole a bit of Jakes food. He gave a weak and playful defense of his bowl and just to tease her, picked it up and lapped the last few morsels from the bottom and licked the bowl clean while keeping the collie bitch at bay with his arm. She gave a likewise playful struggle and swatted his chest when he grinned at her, mouth agape and showed her his tongue cleaned bowl. The collies put their bowls in the sink before heading out to the fields.

Friday watched Jake with the wire and insulators. He was putting up the rest of the fence that would close off pasture one and two. It was a long way but she believed he could do it. She kept watch on the sheep and him. he seemed to get a bit frustrated and even walked away from the job he had done to sit brooding on a small grassy mound. She made sure the sheep were safe and trotted up on all fours to her mate and with no break in stride licked over his muzzle and nipped him playfully. Jake fell back under the assault and got back up and pawed her head and grabbed her cheekruffs pulling her in for a quick canine kiss and then nipped her muzzle. Friday stopped her four legged actions and grabbed the dog behind the head and pulled him almost over before he caught himself in a quadruped stand and began to muzzle duel her paws as they reached for his head again. He was able to step up enough to surprise Friday by grabbing her wrists and pushing her back. She looked up at him, he straddled her belly and held her paws on the ground. She looked down to his sac on her belly and his white grey and black speckled sheath in clear view. She made a play at wiggling free but Jake held her and lowered his muzzle. She tucked her chin and he nipped at her ears making her move her head up and used the split second to secure his sharp toothed maw on her throat. She struggled a bit but his grip only tightened and she stopped and lifted her chin and he firmed up his grip with her submissive position. She trembled a bit as she panted. She finally felt right again. She wanted to stroke his cheekruff but he had a strong hold on her wrists. Her tail wagged happily and Jake gave a small growl when her tail hit his and she smiled more in her pant her eyes closed. She left her head up, neck exposed when he let her throat go. She slowly opened her eyes and looked into his crystal blue eyes with joy, elation and Eros. She still had her wrists pinned above her head but she had a new view of his tool and white furred sac.

The dog lowered his muzzle, she could see he was following instincts more as he opened his muzzle and covered her muzzle in another dominating hold. Friday thought her heart would burst it beat so hard in her chest. She panted harder her breath hard against his tongue and throat and he still held her. Slowly he pulled away form her, lightly dragging his teeth over her muzzle and under her jaw until he came to the end of her nosepad and chin and closed his mouth. His lips pressed to hers in more than coincidence and her tail went stiff with the small kiss, the probing of her lips and teeth with his tongue, the meeting of their tongues before he tilted his head and their tongues slipped, entwined over one another. Friday used his position to slip a bit from his straddle feeling his sac drag softly over her fluffy belly. The dog helped her by standing a bit more on his paws but she moved up too far to continue kissing her but the second the kiss was broken the bitch rolled over and lifted her hips her tail brushing past his hardening member and soft sac as she pulled it from under his body and flagged to the right exposing her puffy dark canine folds. Jake wasted no effort thinking as he grabbed her arms and pinned her arms to her sides her upper body on the still frosty grasses. She felt his invasion of her hot folds and panted her tongue lolling on the grass the taste of the pasture on her tongue the scent of the soil in her nose as the dog thrust into her hard and furious. She felt a quiver in her body as she thought about the assurance of her gaining a pup in this. She bucked back against jakes' forward thrust and pulled when he backed, his knot was already firmly locking them together and she heard him growl and grab her scruff pulling up making her arch her back more and she felt his seed filling her wanting womb and then her canal convulsed milking his hot hard trapped canine member for it's valuable seed and washing it in her own sweet juices.

The canines slowed in their desperate rhythm to a soft mounting as they bred. Friday felt the soft pulse of his seed in her and the tug of his knot as she pulled away from her and she thought he was going to tie her tail to tail and was slightly confused when she was shifted from her comfortable place on the cool ground to be laid sideways. She looked down to see her lovers sheath and could see her folds stretched and the slight bulge behind her lips of his tight fitting knot. She looked to him confused when he took her top leg and pulled it up to his shoulder. She gasped at the deep and strange new feel of this move and wished he would do it more, and that seemed to be his plan and a lot more. He rested her ankle on his shoulder and thrust his knot deeper into her than she could remember having anything pleasant in her but this was nothing but pleasure. She right arm tore at the soil as she hacked raspily as she was pounded into so deeply and so new. She looked for anything to get a hold of with her left paw flailing in the ecstasy and she hit Jake on the muzzle and he grabbed her thigh and hip tighter and really sent himself into her, leaning a bit back for deeper penetration of his knotted seed spurting rod into her hot very wet folds. Her toes curled and stretched as she trembled to his thrusting. She found her footpaw on his shoulder and pulled it up by her toes increasing the pleasure between her thighs. Her canal gripped tight to jakes member making him lean forward as she coaxed more of his puppy seed from his balls as her own hot bitch fluid soaked past his knot and matted the fur on their groins and thighs. Her foot flipped and she barely registered it hitting Jake but she felt the pull of his knot on her inner vestibule. She panted wide eyed and wild and trembled. It was a few minuets before she looked back to see herself still locked to Jake and used her left paw to slip to her groin and feel the hard bulb inside her from the outside and tease the back of his shaft and her stretched lips. She closed her eyes in pleasure and looked up to see what Jake was doing when she saw him licking blood from his mouth. She instantly snapped out of her pleasure wracked state to one of distracted concern. Jake waved at her and awkwardly spoke causing a bit of bloody saliva to leak out his mouth, "my canine tooth cut the inside of my lip when you kicked me in the muzzle."

Friday bit her lip half in pleasure and half in apology for hurting him. She jumped when he poked her tailhole with a finger and smiled, making her relax and letting her lay back down and close her eyes as she enjoyed the tie and the ground.

Jake had stopped bleeding by the time his knot pulled from Friday. She sat up and grabbed him by the head and pulled him closer. She licked the blood staining his muzzle and jaw. Then the bits that leaked over his neck and chest. Jake let her clean him. It felt good to have someone not tiffany tending his wounds. She was very clinical, this was loving. He pet the back of Fridays' neck as she groomed him.

Both collies smiled to each other and nuzzled before Friday wandered away swaying her tail teasingly at him. She admired his work on the fence and went to check on the sheep.

* * * * *

When they got back to the barn they found mark in the old section where her master used to deal his illicit lambs, working his illicit plants. The smoke he made was bad and he had the audacity to smile and wave at them like they were old friends.

Friday slunk up the stairs and saw all her stuff was gone. Her fur bristled and she almost stormed over to bite Mark but as soon as she spun she remembered they lived back in the house. She smirked at herself and tromped back down to the main floor and grabbed Jakes paw and led him outside and to the house. It almost seemed a foreign place now occupied by invaders.

Tiffany was cooking some dinner when the dogs came in and headed for their room. Tiffany caught the look she got from him but she smiled anyway and called him over. He tucked his tail a bit and lowered his head as he approached her. He even flattened his ears when she pet him.

"Look, it's not going to be that bad to live together Jake, you just have to let go and just accept he will be here with us. You aren't going anywhere either." She said and kissed him on his nosepad but the dog just wanted to go back to the room with Friday.

Friday, at the thought of her name, came up behind him and nuzzled him making him perk as her cool nosepad touched between his shoulder blades. He smiled innately at his mates touch and tiffany smiled more at him thinking she had done something

"There we go, the rough spots will be over and we'll all get along." She said and happily went back to watching a pot and then moving about the kitchen. Jake and Friday slipped off to their room finally. Jake slumped on the bed as Friday closed the door.

"What the hell am I going to do?" he half whined to Friday.

Friday smiled to him and sat beside him, her full fluffy bottom warmly next to his and her tail laid over his near it's base. She would have held him but she needed her paws to speak. ‘do what you have been doing, run the farm, fix what needs fixing. You know so many human skills you don't need them to tell you what to do." She smiled and then used her arms to hug him tight about his chest as she leaned her head into his soft furred chest.

He smiled at her and she could hear his heart pick up rhythm as he pet her white neck scarf. "I should listen to you a bit more girl, you always know what to say."

The black and white collie snuggled to her mate more and wiggled against him. She knew her heat was getting to him and she wanted it satisfied. But she knew she would have to wait until after dinner.

Instead she put her wanting energy into preening her beloved Jake. He tried to tell her it was not necessary but she just clamped her muzzle over his to shut him up. She supposed sometimes she would have to be dominant to get this idiot dog to listen to her. She pushed him back and used her claws to scritch over his chest and belly making him grin in canine fashion and kick his left leg a bit.

She giggled silently and began to smooth his coat out and was about to make him roll over when his fur fluffed up and he tensed and then she caught the stench of the one called Mark.

"Hey you two lovebirds, dinners on." He said cheerfully and left. But still the dark resonance of his shadow on their threshold was enough to keep their fur up.

The dogs reluctantly joined the humans for dinner. Tiffany had gone all out it seemed, there was Lamb chops in garlic and salads with feta and an assortment of meats and vegetables.

Tiffany let Mark serve making the dogs think twice about eating the food that made their mouths water so. But hunger won against principal and they dug in.

It was only slightly uncomfortably quiet and Friday didn't pick up on it at all as she ate in her usual silence.

"How was work?" tiffany broke the silence and looked to Mark.

He shrugged, it was work, I just got keys to the register and learned my shift and some other things, you know, first day stuff."

Tiffany nodded seemingly interested and looked to Jake, "How are the sheep?"

Jake thought about it a moment but he nodded, "well since you fired Jimmy I've been putting up the rest of the fencing and it's going well, I should have the number two and three paddock done in a week. But I will need more insulators if I'm going to do more."

"No shit, you border collies really do work like for life and stuff." Mark interjected. "Rock on spotty dude."

Friday and Jake gave the man an odd look and then looked to tiffany when she spoke,

"Mark just gave you a complement, what do you say."

Jake looked sourly at Mark but spoke clearly, "thank you Mark, I do work hard to keep the farm going."

Mark nodded happily and everyone continued eating uninterrupted at Tiffanies attempt to be diplomatic.

With the awkward but delicious meal over the collies quickly retreated to their room and flopped together on their bed, Friday curled up like a dog and Jake with his back to her but against her.

* * * * *

Tiffany got up and had breakfast ready and thinking she would show the dogs how to get up early she barged into the room and instead of an early rise and shine she choked on her works as Friday laid on her side her left leg pulled up her body as if she was scratching an itch behind her ear, her paw trembling as her toes stayed behind her half fold ear. A look of pure bliss and pleasure was smeared over the bitchs' face as Jake was already knot deep mounting her sideways, his paws gripping her belly and back as he thrust into her. Neither dog seemed to take much notice of her so she slowly crept out and closed the door.

Friday watched the woman leave through pleasure slit eyes and made sure she was enjoying herself just a bit more when she was looked at as Jake filled her. This was a very good start to a day she smiled and began milking her mate for al the puppy seed her collie body could muster.

Tiffany played off any thoughts she had about how she could put her foot against her head like the bitch did and smiled to them both when they finally emerged from the room.

"hey there, about time you two came out, we have to figure out whose going and who's staying."

Jake nodded and looked to Friday, "we gotta cull the lambs for sale."

Friday nodded and wagged her tail. It had been a while since she did something like this and she would love to relive old times.

Friday reveled in the teamwork it took to select good lambs for sale and leave some for the next generation. All the rams and a few ewes that looked rather iffy to make it on the farm were selected and herded to a small wooden paddock. The sheep hauler would be by later to haul them to the slaughterhouse and have them weighed and Tiffany paid for their efforts. And for the first time, Jake felt cheated.

* * * * *

Life on the farm was stressful with mark. He managed to keep his job for two weeks before he was fired for not showing up but all was forgiven when he still arrived with flowers and sometimes a small piece of jewelry to her delight even thought she never questioned where he got the money without a job. His fortunes never seemed to stem as he bought his affection form Jakes' mistress. Friday could care less about the humans but Jake as usual became more distant from his mistress and it began to show more as Fridays' pregnancy began to show more.

Her hips and thick long fur hid most of the swelling but when she sat down it was obvious, so she began sitting like a normal dog instead of on chairs where it was more awkward for her to stand back up.

Tiffany even relented to feeding her on a chair serving as a table so she could sit on the floor. Friday would have just put the plate one step down and eaten it on the floor like a normal dog but she kept her eye on Jake. She still didn't like his unhealthy need to be approved of by his mistress, so tried to be just a little more human.

Tiffany was a bit dour and looked over to her mate Mark, she had been rather moody all day, it was not unusual for her to be like this with her noxious monthly human heat cycle. But this time to the dogs delight it was Marks turn to bear her seemingly random wrath, "You really do need to start holding down a decent job Mark, that money you have won't last forever."

Mark just laughed and shook his head, "well I've been looking into it, did you know you could get like fifteen hundred Gs for a collie genome pup? We could like, sell it when she finally pops." Mark said referring to Friday who gave him a vicious stare and nervously eyed Tiffany from her vantage on the floor and before Jake could interject Tiffany spoke hard,

"We can't sell off Fridays pup, we may need it to help work the farm."

"Well I was thinking really," Mark said enthusiastically, "we should sell off all your dogs and the sheep and buy a bunch of hyponics equipment and sunlamps and we can grow a real cash crop here. The cops never come out here, and we can get high all the time."

Tiffany folded her arms defensively "well I want you to quit that crap, you know I hate it and I don't want you growing pot all over my farm." He looked to Tiffany "and the dogs stay, I need them and the sheep to make money so we can get some nice stuff and more importantly, pay our bills"

"that's what I'm saying babe," mark went on undaunted, "we just get at least forty five hundred for the dogs and then whatever sheep go for and then we use the money to buy all the hyponics stuff and then sit back and let nature grow us up some sticky and we're rich."

Tiffany huffed and rolled her eyes, "no Mark, just no, I know you grow some in the barn but that is just for you."

Friday looked at Mark and then back to Tiffany, she had seen the operation in the barn, a barn that Tiffany pretended no longer existed and never went near, and being used to illicit dealings knew that if the plants were lambs then there was a small fortune in the old freezer her master had installed there.

Mark still smiled as he spoke, "well think on it, we could live on easy street."

Tiffany rolled her eyes annoyed and began eating as did the rest of the house, silently, only Mark seemed to have any joy.

* * * * *

"Hey, dog," mark called at Jake and beckoned him over when he looked at mark.

Jake sighed and walked over to where Mark stood outside the barn.

Mark held a thin rolled joint in his mouth like an old cowboy cigarette, "look dog, I want you and your bitch to load these bags up into my car." He said stepping away and pointing to a plastic patio table stacked high with what looked like a tower of bags folded over to look like boxes.

Jake looked at him and shook his head, "naw, we're tending sheep."

"No, you're taking this shit to my car. I'm the human I'm the master."

Jake shook his head, "no Tiffany is my mistress and you are nothing." He said and turned walking away from Mark who yelled threats and obscenities at him. He really wished he could bite the obnoxious man, but that would leave Tiffany, Friday and their pup alone.

It was hours of fence building before Jake worked out his frustrations and became really productive. By the time Friday trotted up on all fours to greet him with a lick on his cheekruff.

He smiled and sat back looking at the long fencline that didn't exist completed that morning.

"Well I guess we best be heading back." He said and was about to get up but was held back by his collar. He looked to the pregnant bitch curious.

‘sit here with me, the nights are getting warmer.'

Jake smiled and laid on his back, Friday laying her head on his stomach where his sheath ended. She looked up to him and scritched his chest softly. The grass was still warm form the sun and the fading sun let the night cool the air and let the stars twinkle in a bright blue haze overhead as the suns fires died in the west. Jake put his paw on her swollen middle, it she had completed her first trimester of sixty days and the pup was steadily growing but not yet formed enough to make his presence felt. But still he rubbed her soft long furred belly. Her fur fell out in strands and tufts that blew away with the gentle wind. Jake sighed at the fur loss knowing he was about to blow his winter coat too. Then the combing and prattling about how much they shed. But Friday always liked the brush he remembered. His mind stopped wandering when he locked his star blue eyes to her motherly earthen eyes. The dog could not help but to smile to those dark brown orbs.

Friday cuddled to his chest more and licked the hollow of his belly. She had no words but she loved her dog. She knew masters and ferals but now she knew her own kind and she loved him. She sighed softly blowing her breath softly over his thick chestfur.

"There you two are!" Tiffany barked as she came over the ridge. "Dinners cold and I have to talk to you two."

Friday lifted her head and Jake sat up. Friday was bristling a bit but her thick coat and poor light hid that fact from the human woman.

"when someone asks you for help, help them, don't be asses because you don't like him, I told you we were all going to get along and helping is part of it." Tiffany ranted

Jake was about to explain but was cut off, "no excuses and I don't care, as long as it won't hurt you physically I don't see why you won't help move some freakin boxes. I mean you have the time to fix a fence but you can't help move a few boxes into a car." She looked scornfully at Jake, "honestly I thought I taught you better."

Jake gritted his teeth in frustration, his tail was ridged as a cane and his muscles were no less taunt. Friday was just lost having not been part of the conversation or even knew anything about any incident with moving boxes but apparently Jake was not keen on the idea and the person was probably mark who wanted help with them.

Friday pet her mates ears down and smiled to him softly before she licked his nosepad.

Jake licked her back and looked to his mistress. "Okay." He said unhappily but tiffany seemed pleased.

"C'mon you two," she motioned for them to follow, "dinner's getting cold."

The collies reluctantly left the stars and grass and followed Tiffany to the house where mark smirked triumphantly at Jake.

Jake growled too low for human ears but Friday heard and was surprised at the intensity. The two dogs retreated to their room and had barely enough time to close the door before Mark showed up and barged in but stayed leaning at the threshold.

"So, ya ready to help me load up tomorrow." He smiled his perfect smile.

Jake looked at the man and shrugged nonchalant.

Mark pursed his lips and tilted his chin with three days growth a lift, "you know you got to help."

Jake just nodded and called Friday over to him. "See you in the morning Mark." He said softly in a lightly arrogant tone, one he learned from Mark himself.

Mark nodded, "good night and sleep well, there is quite a few bags to be moved." He said as he turned out the light and closed the door.

* * * * *

Friday was in the house, but it looked like it did when her master lived there, the dirt and filth had gotten worse as well as the air more stale. She was about to leave when she felt a familiar pain, the pain when she was forced to miscarry Berry's pup, there was blood and no one around to help her. She wished she had a voice to call for help but the pup was coming early. It was pushed through her birth canal and into the world in a pool of blood. It had no fur and no eyes like the last time she was forced to miscarry but this time it cried. It yelped and mewed as Friday desperately tried to soothe and feed it. But Fredric was there, he had returned home and she was inside his house. But he didn't say a word, he just tied a cord around its hind feet and hung it from the rafter and slit its throat and gutted it to Fridays horror. She had to get to the Athens ranch but instead found herself at the dinner table across from Mark. She cringed and tried to sneak away from the table but her master brought over a platter with the remains of her pup, even gutted and cut it mewed and with vicious ferocity she leapt at Mark as he took the plate.

She woke up beside Jake trembling in the dark her arms reaching into the darkness. She felt her belly and found it still filled with a puppy. She felt her vulva and sniffed her fingers, she smelt no blood but she still jumped up and cut on the light to look at herself. She laid on the floor and bent over to look at her sex to assure there was no blood, the fullness of her belly told here she was still pregnant and all was well as Jake looked to her concerned. She looked to him on the edge of tears and leapt into the bed beside him and held him to her shaking. She kept one arm over Jake and one on her belly.

"Are you okay Friday?" He said sensing her distress.

She only shook her head, she really didn't know how to tell him about the dream and really didn't want to tell him anyway. She just clutched him, drawing strength from his soft words, telling her she would be fine, and everything was normal and she was okay. His paws made her body feel safe and she relaxed and tried to forget the horrible dream in Jakes firm hold.

Friday didn't remember falling asleep but she woke without Jake beside her and feared it another horrible dream. She tried to wake up a few times but nothing happened, good or bad, it was just another day and Jake just happened to not be there at that moment.

Unsure she crept from the room and out into the kitchen there was nothing or no one but it was their new stuff, it was all as it should have been but no people. She left the house and trotted on all fours out past the holding paddock. The sheep were still in it bleating. She still saw no signs of canine or human life and became scared, then she heard a rhythmic tap, one she knew and she ran.

Jake was beating in an insulator when Friday bolted up to him on all fours and at the last second lifted up and began swatting him and hitting him in the chest.

He protested confused with cut off whats and whys but the bitch only thought it was obvious so was not going to let his feint at ignorance go until she flung her arms about him and hugged him as tight as she could.

Jake didn't think this day could get any worse, he woke up early and moved the sleeping stoners' bags to his car and was so angry he just began working on the fence, he didn't realize it was this late until Friday started slapping him, probably because he didn't take the sheep out, but he was busy, and now she was trying to hug him to death and he had no idea why. It was just going to be one of those days. He sighed and hugged his mate back and pet her soothingly, she seemed a bit tense.

"Are you okay?" he asked her confused and received another hit, this time to his back but she didn't let him go. He sighed and resolved it must be something brought on by her gravid state and just bore with it. He kept her close to him and licked her ears a bit until she let him go and stared at him a bit miffed but he could tell in her eye she was smirking too so he looked away down the fenceline. "I got the number three pasture closed now." he said and turned his head to look at her.

Friday was looking down the fenceline with her arms crossed over her belly and leaning sideways to see past him down the fenceline the straightened back up and nodded before she took to all fours and trotted away to take the sheep to pasture. Her ears twitched as she heard Jakes' appreciative bark at her. She lifted her tail for him but her fur was too long to show off anything but her lower belly.

* * * * *

Friday put the sheep in the paddock for the evening. Jake was determined to use every speck of daylight to get what he could with the fence done. She wanted to help him but he was determined to do it himself.

She wandered into the house and saw Tiffany. She looked at Friday expectantly and looked around, "where's Jake?"

Friday started to sign but remembered tiffany didn't know sign language so mimed a hammer and work.

Tiffany sighed and went into the living room to get her jacket.

"Where you going babe?" Mark asked as she picked up her garment.

"I'm gonna go get Jake."

"No, make me a sandwich, Jake is fine."

"That's not the point I want him to be in here because I told him to be here" she protested.

"You got dogs to work right?"

Tiffany gave a small nod

"Okay then, so what the fuck good are you. Just make me a fucking sandwich and stop worrying about what some fucking talking dogs can do. Jesus." He swore the last and looked back at the television and yelled this time in joy at the game.

Tiffany went into the kitchen to make a sandwich.

Friday watched the scene and realized Tiffanys' master was reasserting himself after his fall. She realized he was going to become more dangerous the longer he was allowed to go on.

She looked menacingly at the man and went to her room and picked up her stuffed collie and thought as she idly preened its synthetic fur.

Friday watched the aggravation on her mates' features every day Mark slipped inot his old routine of being lazy and stealing her money to buy things. She rubbed his shoulders every night. The thing that made Mark stay was his plants, she thought, so if there were no plants then maybe he would leave.

She thought about the sheep but she was not sure about the plan. She slept on it many times but never did anything.

Mark was comfortable as Tiffany struggled to make ends meet now. Friday watched Tiffany scold her mate so many times for trying to help her realize what was happening. And the distance between him and his mistress widened,. Which meant he was stressed which meant he was not mating her. and it was getting annoying.