The two of them stomped out to the kennels at the rear of the property, which were housed in an industrial-sized warehouse overshadowed by large trees, which were the only things that kept it from standing out like a sore thumb. Inside, the cacophony of a great many dogs in a relatively small space came to life, and hit John and Joann like a wave, seconds after the click-closing of the door behind them.
Most of the space was given over to living
quarters for the dogs, who, of all shapes and sizes, were mostly allowed
to co-mingle. Occasionally, the Rockefellers would adopt one with
dog-aggressive tendencies, and they had separated runs for those,
keeping them apart without drastically limiting their space.
way their life's ambition: to reverse the destructive genetic
engineering of the last millennia, and recreate the classic dog. More
dog, less health problems.
They could have done it the
fast way, giving birth to the ideal genetic structure in a lab out of
test tubes and petri dishes; they even had the workspcae, technology,
and know-how to do it. What could have been the hard work of a couple of
years of cold lab-time, instead was a lifetime of joyous companionship.
in and of themselves didn't fare well under the drugs manufactured from
handheld synth kits, partially due to the intense specialization and
brutalization of their genetic lineage already, and partially because it
interfered with their natural loyalty and affinity with humankind. The
few ill-advised attempts resulted in dogs who burned out within a couple
of years from conflicting mental pressures.
John's hypothesis that a true mutt, of which hadn't existed since the
early eighteenth century, would be able to handle the drugs, but it was
so far unproven. They weren't even close, after twenty-odd years.
lab space doubled as vetrinary facilities, allowing them to take in all
sorts of dogs from all sorts of situations, rehabilitate them, and
introduce them into their general population. When it wasn't being used
by the animals, it was being used for them, running breeding simulations
to recombine the genes across the wide range of breeds. Much of the
Rockefellers' new generations were the product of the programs, but they
still allowed breeding to occur naturally within their population.
For all their readily available aceess to tech, they still liked doing some things the old fashioned way.