Blacktail Deer Plateau i’ve waited for you all my life

There was the possibility that someone here could be pregnant, but he doubted they were just as pregnant as him. It was only a matter of time before these puppies came; he doubted the brute would find someone to feed them by the time they arrived. But Cupid didn't say any of this, because he knew it'd be futile.

Or the milk will be just fine. But what if it was too late? What if the milk was already poisoned from that day by the river? Again, he suppressed the thought. He had to have a little faith.

After a few minutes of walking, he spotted a larger hole in the ground. He approached it, peered in, sniffed at it. It's small and vacant, a perfect size for him. For awhile he just stared into it.

You sound like you've done this all before. Suddenly he looked at the man. You ever have kids?