Lost Creek Hollow Bloated, Achey and Pis*Y

She nodded her head. It was good and she had monitored them well, and herself. Kept her heart rate decent, had tried to lessen stress, ate when she was hungry, drank all the time. All of the things she needed to do.

She pushed at his leg with a gentle huff of laughter. There was a soft nod. Yes probably in mere days.

She wondered at them. How many would there be? Would the be all colors like her? Or different colors? They would be so cute, this she knew. Maybe not at first, wrinkly and small, little balls of fluff.