Redsand Canyon Girl with the bat.

You eat it, Towhee immediately retorted. She then sighed. I guess I’ll have to make Maxim do it. Take care of it, not eat it. She snickered at the thought.

By the way, she said, deciding to take a load off and seating herself with her back against the wall farthest away from the guano, on the subject of conceiving and congratulations, I heard you’re about to become a dad. Although I got the impression it wasn’t planned, she continued, still not sure how that had happened, there’s a couple of us around who know a thing or two about puppies, so you have a good support system here.

She paused to nip at an itch on her foreleg, near her healing wound, careful to avoid picking at the mending flash. When she sat up again, she said, Hell, I can even relate to the ‘oh shit!’ factor a bit. I had no idea I was pregnant with my daughter, Meerkat, until she literally came out of my body. I thought I was dropping the kids off at the pool, not literally birthing a child. Towhee let out a laugh at the memory.