Two litters of six, another of five. Boom, boom, boom. One week after the other. 

His wife perused the garage full of puppies, “Did you think this through?”

She was right. He hadn’t. After pondering her question, he realized how little understanding he possessed as a puppy breeder. He loved French Bulldogs and was aware of their popularity, but those aren’t the necessary tools for such a business. 

Twelve weeks later, they were sold, replaced with $70,000. 

Soon thereafter, his wife was pleased to hear a chorus of growing whimpers filling the house like coins in a piggy bank.

Word Count: 99

Prompted from Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction at: 

https://carrotranch.com/2021/11/19/november-18-flash-fiction-challenge-2/.

Prompted from Three Things Challenge at: https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2021/11/23/three-things-challenge-791/.

Prompted from Francis the Frenchie’s Daily Phrase Challenge at: https://francisthefrenchie.com/2021/11/23/francis-the-frenchies-daily-phrase-challenge-november-23-2021/.

Prompted from Ragtag Daily Prompt at: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/11/23/rdp-tuesday-chorus/.

Prompted from The Daily Spur at: https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2021/11/22/garage/.