The Widow

I'm beginning to wonder if the young widow down the way on Almosta Road is expecting. She's beginning to put on a bit of weight around the middle and her flat chest isn't so flat anymore. Although she's been widowed for only a short time, she does have gentleman callers now and again. Not that I go looking for these sorts of things, mind you, but one can't help but notice when a male suitor comes happily strolling out of her place with the morning light.

Time will tell, as they say, and I'll be waiting to see if my hunch is correct. I'll also make myself available if she needs any help with the delivery. Even though this would be her first litter, and mine too, I'm sure Puff will know what to do when the time comes.

I know one thing for sure, she's been awful lonely without her beloved Beau, who by the way, disappeared over the winter. Our neighbor's discovery confirmed our fears that a hungry coyote crossed his path. We miss him too and are very excited that Puff might bring life back to the barn--down the way on Almosta Road.