Chase sat in his dressing room, trying to keep his confidence.
Now he was going through what seemed to be his most difficult challenge.
Today was the wedding day, a day the chase had been preparing for a long time.
He was going to marry his mistress, zume, with whom he had been dating for several years.
The couple got married in the countryside.
As he stood up, chase looked at himself in the mirror, admiring the suit.
It was the zuma that saved him from death when he almost drowned.
He would be dead without her.
Smiling, he hoped he and Zuma would be happy together.
Chase remembered the jokes about marrying and having many puppies with her.
They weren't ready for puppies yet, but they wouldn't be far now.
Chase smiled.
He always liked the idea of settling down and being a father.
Looking at the clock, he quickly noticed that it was time for the ceremony.
The wedding march began and the bride walked away, smiling proudly in her heart.
Turning to his new wife, the chase smiled, zuma pleased as always to see the chase.
Zuma looked especially beautiful in this dress.
Moving forward, Chase soon took Zuma's paws, staring into her eyes from beneath her veil.
A few years ago, he would not have dreamed of getting married.
But Zuma changed his whole life so much.
Neither of them could imagine their lives without the other.
Zuma slipped a beautiful silver ring and fastened it to Chase's collar, smiling politely at the same time.
Chase pinned another ring to her collar.
After exchanging rings and taking vows, there is only one thing left to do.
As the guests began to clap and cheer, zuma closed her eyes, kissing the chase's lips gently but tenderly.
Returning the kiss, Chase sighed, wrapping his paws around Zuma and giving him a warm kiss.
They will have their little puppies soon.