The babies are growing like weeds. Lola the only girl in the litter looks a lot like Harlequin (the mother) who is doing just fine and staying close to the house after her surgery. Beacon has become the surrogate father once again, taking them all under his wing, grooming them and following them around.
We have gone through an adjustment period, but things are working out. There is a harmony to our new family of misfits and I am pleased. I feel right at home.
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