Broken Boulder i walk around, heavy-hearted and sad

Again he squeaked, but at least the good thing about being moved was that he wasn't the one in the middle.  Well okay, that and he was almost certainly pointed in the right direction unless mom was being a total jerk.  While his sisters played bumper-pups, he was able to wiggle forward and headbutt himself into Queenie as he restarted his single quest -- that for food.  It wasn't like he was super hungry or anything, but he was awake and active and that meant there was a 99.9% chance he should just find some milk until he zonked out again.  Being tiny was so very exciting.