Chapter 3
Maca was somewhere outside. And Zulema was cooking, because it was Macarena's turn to cook and puta rubia was somewhere outside and didn't pick the phone. Probably on purpose. So Zulema was cooking when she turned away from the stove to pick the cheese from the fridge and accidentally saw it.
"Hey!" She yelled as she threw the potholder at Sandoval. "Get the fuck out of her, you son of a bitch!" She leaned to pick up her baby wolf and shove the Chihuahua away with a leg. The dog was half bewildered half angry trying to show his teeth and growl.
"One more word and you'll live outside, perv!" Zulema warned pointing a finger to the dog. Then she turned her attention to the wolf in her hands.
"Baby, you don't have to give men everything they want from you, you silly little girl. There are consequences after such actions and men wouldn't help you, believe me. Also you're too young for that yet. You should bite, you know. Protect yourself from imbeciles like this one. Do you understand me?"
She was dead serious when she lectured to the wolf cub, who looked at her with devoted, but naive eyes.
Zulema sighed hopelessly as she shook her head and placed a big kiss on the fur head, squeezed Bala tightly.
"As for you, I will have a serious conversation with your owner when she deigns to drag her ass here."
Sandoval huddled under the bed, only his nose stuck out curiously.
"That's right. You’d better sit there. And think about your behavior."
"Zulema, no."
"Rubia, yes."
It was dinner time and they were trying to kill each other with stares, sitting opposite each other.
The dogs had dinner too, both chewing noisily and vigorously.
"Zulema, I won't castrate my dog only because you said so!"
"Either it will be you who will do it, or me. With my own ways."
Macarena exhaled wearily, rubbing her face with her hand.
"Are we really discussing whether to cut off Sandoval's penis again?"
That made her pause because she just realized what had she said and they stared at each other with the same sparks of mischief and joyfulness in their eyes. After a second they burst with laughter.
"Fuck, you really named your dog after that prick, weren't you. And now look how it turns, he as perverted as the Sandoval."
"No he is not." Now Maca had pouting.
"He almost fucked my baby girl! It's a miracle I saw it at time and saved her. She's too young for this shit."
Macarena dropped an angry look at Bala, then at her owner. Silence came as Maca had lost in thoughts.
"Babe, shut the mouth when you chew, and stop chomp."
Maca looked at Bala with approval nod. Bala was too busy sucking and gnawing a bone to pay them any attention.
"See? What did I tell you earlier? Listen to your owner."
"I was talking to you, rubia." Zulema clicked her tongue in mock irritation.
Maca looked up at Zulema with confused look as she noticed wicked smile on the brunette's lips.
"Oh stop it!" Maca spat in annoyance as she gave her fake punch at the arm.
Zulema chuckled.
"You just ask for that every time, babe."
"It's not funny."
"You just don't have sense of humor, rubia."
Macarena didn't answer only shook her head. Then she sighed hard.
"Fine."
"Fine?"
"Fine, I’ll do it. It was necessary to do it anyway, so… Sorry, Tito, but you'll have to give your balls if we don't want accidents."
"Tito? I thought he’s Sandoval."
"Sandoval is surname, Tito is name." the blonde explained as a matter of course.
Zulema wanted to say something about it, but eventually changed her mind and just smiled. And nodded approvingly.
"Thank you, rubia. Means a lot."
Macarena nodded too.
"But you'll go with him to the vet, 'cause I can't stand watching my dog get injections and all that, poor boy."
Zulema rolled her eyes, but eventually nodded.