8 pounds, 7 oz.
Champion Nurser!
You may remember my Christmas wishes last December, one of which was that Fodge's little buddies would find their way through the storm and start makin' a baby. This after months and months of attempts and failures. Far be it from me to overemphasize my contribution here (actually, that would be normal, wouldn't it?), but I was really hoping that they'd name him Os, or O.B., or Little Basso. Oh, well...
Congratulations to the whole damned family! We expect zillions of pictures! I do hope that sometime in the future he gets to meet his Uncle Os.
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