Just before getting up, I can hear our dogs and other dogs howling in the distance.
Mike says, "I hear a new kid".
"You're hearing coyotes or dogs."
"Every once in a while I can hear it."
I can't. I am in disbelief. But when he goes out in the 26-degree weather to feed the animals, I sense he may be right. But I'd never tell him.
I prepare our lunches and coffee and clean up the kitchen a bit for the afternoon when we both return from work.
He comes in twenty minutes later.
"I was right. Twins. They're beautiful. They look like Boer, not like 9 or her other kids."
That makes sixteen healthy kids, now, and three more nannies who will be kidding soon! Gah!
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