Thanks everybody for your comments.

CathyBogart: How cute! It was nice of you not to object to her having her babies in your shed.
zoomer: Aww, I can't wait for more pictures, if of course, you can find them again
Unfortunatly, Cathy, my parents weren't nearly as understanding. Upon finding the mother and her babes once more when he was cleaning out the shed, my father swept the babies out the door. I was sure they would all die as the mother had run off and had no clue as to where her children were. This was Friday evening. I was pretty ticked about the whole thing, but there was nothing I could say to stop them from pestering the mom and her babies. Saturday we went to get hay and I was told to sweep the debris from the walk and into the horse pen. I didn't get it all because some of it was tangled a bit in the weeds. Sunday morning I went to do more chores before church and found one of the little tykes on the ground. I was sure it was dead and so I picked it up with the intent to bury the babe properly. Much to my surprise, it moved! So he (at least I'm calling it a he) is alive and well and I've snuck him into the house. My parents weren't too thrilled when they found out today, but they havn't demanded I get rid of him either. I'm doing what little I can to keep him alive.

All of this to say that through some pretty horrible circumstances, I am able to honor zoomer's request for some more pictures. It's just the one out of the four. I've named him Ralph (first) Asher (middle) Dutcher(last). Thus his initals spell R.A.D. Ironiclly enough, I made him a bed in an empty old cat food bowl.

Curled up in his bed before I decided to line it with downy duck feathers...


And a couple after...



I'm asking for PT prayers for my little Ralph Asher. I love the little guy already and I so desperatly hope he makes it.