There were single man Roger and his Dalmatian Pongo. They met an woman Anita and her dog Perdita, same Dalmatian and got married. Some weeks ago, fifteen puppies were born between Pongo and Perdita. However, one day, an old friend of Anita, Cruella visited there house. She liked Dalmatian's beautiful coats and she was going to rob them their dogs. Fortunately, that day they could make her back, next day, a terrible matter had happened...Back in London, Pongo and Perdita are very sad. "We have to find our puppies," they say. (p. 12)
I wonder why their fifiteen puppies increased to 101. Alchemy? Clone? Magic?
Although I love cats, I began to like dogs.