CHAPTER EIGHT:Tramp's Love Dr.

The first few days of staying in this new house,was by far some of the worst days of Tramp's life.Bruce caught Tramp chewing on one of his five-hundred dollar shoes,and tied him out on the leash outside.

So Tramp had just chewed through the leash and snuck back in through the doggy door.Kit on the other paw..Both humans loved her.It was if she was a house dog all her life.

She was treated like the most excellent,and perfect dog,and Tramp..he guessed they just kept him around because he was the father.

But finnally he got to lay down and rest a little next to Kit,and see how a house dogs life was really like.Much differnt from the streets.

Tramp just chouldn't fall asleep on a pillow inside a warm comfy house.He was used to being outside,and hearing the trots of horses go by,people laughing.But the errie quiet of the house creeped him out.He constantly had nightmares,and other weird images.One such dream was:

He was walking inside the house,and he kept wanting to travel up the stairs,but whenever he got to the secound to last hed slide down again.,and rats whould be waiting at the bottom for him.

Rats,like this house scared Tramp so natrually hed try to run back up.Finaly when he knew he chouldn't climb up.He turned around and growled at the several rats scattered around the floor.Everytime he grabbed one,and it squeaked for the last time,another three whould attack him.

These rats dissappeared and Kit who was quietly resting in the kitchen started yelling.He tried to run inside but the furniture was in the way of the door,which was a sliding one.The door was open but he chouldn't get past the gap.Kit was yelling more now.And there were growls.Someone was attacking her.He finnaly got past the furniture and ran to her.

There was a flash and Tramp woke up to find himself staring into the face of a old dog.He yelled and tripped over the chair,and it fell over with a BANG.Kit let out a moan and fell back to sleep with a moan.

Tramp glared at the old dog,and he frowned. "You were having a bad dream.." He said simply. "And I was going to wake you...But you woke up on your own." He said sitting down.

"Why...are you in the kitchen at..." He looked at the clock...Two am. "Two am! And who are you for that matter?"

"Dosent matter who I am." The dog said mysteriously.He got up and circled Tramp,and sat down. "I am your Love DR."

"Love...DR?" Tramp repeated blankly.

"Yes,Love Dr.Everyone has one."

"That's Kinda hard to believe..." Tramp said dryly.

"Fine..." The Dr. said. "I'll prove it!"

"How can-"

"Well if you listned then you whould know.First off,You think your in love with Kit over there."

"What if I am In love with her."

"But your not Tramp."

"But what if I was?"

"Then I whould not be standing here right now that all the feelings you have for Kit,is puppy love.And even though she is carrying your puppies,this will not last.But as your Love Dr.I say continue what your doing."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean keep continuing to move from girl to girl.And eventually you'll find that perfect mate.And you will know when shes right."

"And how will I know?" Tramp said looking at the Dr.

"Because your Heart will tell you." The Dr. nodded wisely.

"If you say so..." Tramp said now trying to make this strage dog go away.He didn't care about his Love Dr.

"I know you dont believe me."

"Why whould I believe you! You crazy old dog."

He sighed. "You really want me to leave?"

Tramp nodded his head. "Yes.Get out!" Kit stirred a little but didn't wake up.

The DR. nodded and turned around,and walked out the door.Tramp didnt follow but did something that was halfway between a snort and a cough,and walked back to Kit.

About Eight weeks into the pregnecy Tramp was tired of the house,and of humans to last him ten lifetimes.Bruce,the 'Master' as Kit put it had tied poor Tramp up outside six times already saying he had had enough of two dogs in the house when they themselves were preparing for a new arrival.So Kit was stuck inside while Tramp was outside about a day before the Ninth week started.So when Bruce walked away inside,Tramp began biting at his leash which was fortunally fake leather and not chains.Finnally it gave way and Tramp rushed inside the doggy door.Bruce's wife screamed seeing Tramp and grabbed the nearest broom and began batting at him.He got hit in the face and yelped and ran back outside.

"So much for that..." Tramp muttered allowed turning around and sat on the ground.He was about to try again when a flat piece of wood was placed inside blocking the doggy door,to prevent Tramp assumed Kit sneaking out,and later on in a few weeks,the puppies straying outside.So he sat down and waited,and waited and eventually heard the sound of the car door and then the engine and them leaving.

Tramp stood up,and told himself he was going to be there with Kit when she had his puppies. I am going to break through that wood.These are my puppies too! So he gathered himself,and threw himself into the wood,but yelled in pain and stopped. "This isn't going to be easy..." He said to himself,and threw himself against it again.It didnt budge.So instead he walked around to the window which was only glass and looked around the yard.

He saw a piece of a tree limb,and got a sudden inspiration.He picked it up and got up on his hind legs,and Kit came to the window wondering what he was doing. "Stand back Kit!" He said and she saw what he was going to do,but insted of moving she lifted a hatch from inside and the window poped up.She giggled at Tramp and he smiled turning red,and hopped in.Then her face turned to fear and pain because she suddenly fell yelling.

"What what is it Kit!" He yelled suddenly.

"The Puppies are what it is!" She yelled.

Soon Tramp relized he whould be a father.And he smiled.

end chapter eight

a/n:hope you all enjoyed this chapter :) and id like to thank the person who gave me the idea for the old mysterious man.in this case a dog(who is somewhat like rafiki)