Okay, folks here's the epilogue I promised you. This is your reward for having to wait so long for me to finish this story. Balto and all its characters are owned by Universal. Enjoy.

Epilogue: Pet Names and Farewells.

Bliss…

A state of perfect happiness or absolute joy.

Nowadays people tend to use this word rather loosely, though few have ever actually experienced it for themselves.

Balto was one of those special few.

The day had been exhausting, both physically and emotionally, but at long last night had fallen over the sleepy little town and all of its citizens were, in one way or another, beginning to ready themselves for a well-deserved rest.

In the kitchen of his beloved Ms. Dorothy, the noble wolf-dog sat in blissful silence as he watched his children sleep in their little bassinet. They had worn themselves out playing with their Uncle Boris so the trio had elected to go to bed almost immediately after dinner; with the exception of Petunia who had elected to go after seconds. At any rate, his three perfect little angels were now all fast asleep, each in their own unique way. Trixie was laying on her side with her limbs sprawled out in front of her; much the same way he had done before finding someone to share a bed with. Daisy, by way of contrast, was snoozing soundly curled up in cute little ball; much the same way her mother liked to whenever she got the chance. Petunia, like Daisy, also liked to sleep curled up in a ball, though she had a tendency to move around a lot whenever she slept. The handsome half-blood couldn't help but let out a small chuckled as he remembered all of the times the plump pup had unintentionally stolen her sisters' covers. In short, they were all simply too adorable for words, which made their father both happy and sad at the same time.

For you see, soon it would be time to put the little darlings up for adoption, in the hopes that they would find loving homes of their very own. In his heart, Balto knew that it was for the best, the girls would be much happier in the long run this way, but he still wished he could hold on to them for just a little longer. Unfortunately, both Dixie and Ms. Dorothy were adamant about having them adopted while they were still young. He understood why of course, humans love puppies, but then again, so did he.

However, regardless of how the noble half-blood felt about it, it would happen. Preparations had already been made; the giveaway was set to take place in less than two weeks. Naturally, the girls knew about any of this, but they would soon enough. He and Dixie had decided that they would tell them in the morning; preferably after they had all eaten breakfast. Indeed, it looked like tomorrow was going to be a very difficult day for everyone, but at least for the moment everything was perfect.

"Oh Poopsie~ I'm waiting~"

Speaking of perfect, the noble wolf-dog was suddenly brought back to the present by the all too familiar call of his mate. And judging from her tone she was in a particularly playful mood. So after sparing one final loving glance at his beloved progeny, he quietly crept out of the kitchen to join her.

Once back in the living room, Balto's eyes were met with a truly mesmerizing scene. Atop their shared bed, Dixie was laid out in a seductive pose; her eyes full of hunger and an impish smile spread across her muzzle. The dying embers in fireplace served as a backlight for her display; painting her in a faint but angelic glow. It literally took every ounce of willpower in the handsome half-blood's body to keep from drooling.

"There's my big, strong, and handsome Hubby." She cooed playfully. "What took you so long?"

"Sorry Dixie. After I got the girls to sleep I started thinking about tomorrow and…"

"Shhh…" she cut him off, while still maintaining her aura of enticement. "You can think about all that in the morning. Right now all you need to think about is me~"

Her voice was like sugarcoated butterfly's milk and it never failed to put his mind at ease.

"You're absolutely right, my cute little Sugar Plum." Balto replied, finally getting into the spirit of things. "What should we do first?"

"Oh, I was thinking I'd give you one of my extra special Tummy Rubs and see where it goes from there."

"Sounds good to me."

With the foreplay out of the way, the two dogs then surrendered themselves to their passions in the way only true lovers can.

However, unbeknownst to either of them, a shadowy figure was watching from the nearby window. It did not make its presence known, nor did it make even the slightest sound as it looked on as the two canines consummated their love. It just smiled before vanishing in a wisp of scarlet colored smoke.

End Notes: Chew on that ending for a while folksies.