Someone poked his head through the ice this afternoon - the pond muskrat/beaver (not sure which). He's pretty small - smaller than the previous pond resident. I informed Mom and Dad that they can live up to 25 years. In my estimation he's probably a teen ager - or maybe 20 years old. If he was 2 years old like dad suggested he would never be able to survive on his own because he's just a baby. Duh.
Mom:(awakes, gasps, and sits up in bed): Oh my God! James, I think my water just broke!
Dad:(groggily): What?
Mom:My water broke!
Dad:Are you sure?
Mom:Yes!
Without any prior indication, I decided that I was on my way--three weeks early. I was so excited to meet everyone, that I just couldn't wait any longer, and 29 hours later I was here. This is my story...