I sure hope we can get them settled before the 4th of July. I can't leave them out in that shed during that time. The fireworks would terrify them. Just ask Chester. I found him in a tree the day after the fourth when he was a baby. He still hates loud noises.

At the very worse, I would have to let Winnie in here with me, Grandma, Chester and Angel at night and hope she doesn't chew through a power cord and let the babies have the kitchen and bathroom. That's where the babies are right now. Running amuck in the kitchen. They are having a grand time playing and chasing each other. I can't keep them in that dinky bathroom all day after all. It will be time to round them up and take them back to the shed soon.

I sure hope my knees hold out. They have been really bad lately.