Announcing Our Newest Arrival!

The sleepless nights, the bottle-feedings every few hours, the constant crying, the potty-training...



You mothers know what I'm talking about. It's tough work, but what are ya gonna do?! I mean, just look at this face...

We discovered our "unexpected blessing" in the flower bed under the hollyhocks and lupine. We were on our way to the trail for an evening walk when we were distracted by a mournful cry. I picked up the cold little puff ball, and we decided that a trip to the pet store was in order, and I came home stocked with tiny bottle and milk replacer for our week-old baby.


If he was a girl, we would have named him Holly, short for hollyhock, but I think he's a boy. (Just how does one know for sure?) So we're considering Persimmon. He's the right color, and born in the beautiful russet fall.


He prefers to sleep bundled up warm in a towel in our arms. And he thinks the girls are his littermates; he runs to catch up to them.