(He slowly dragged himself across the grass, threw himself down in a corner, & leaned against a nearby rock. As he caught his breath, the weight of his soon-to-be-born litter weighing him down, his voice sounded a little husky and tired, but at the same time hopeful. He has always been grateful for what Mother Nature did for him, though he was a little tired)

“Hoo boy… Mama Nature really did a number on me, didn't she? (Huff…) What am I saying? I'm too stuffed & bloated to know what I'm saying. (Phew…) I just hope I don't have to worry about my stomach.. I'm sure it can handle anything… Right?”