I check on little Alfie. He is still snoozing, his little eyes tightly shut as he is swaddled in his blankets tightly to protect him from the outside elements, as well as having been in the protective embrace of his parents as we have alternated in carrying him since leaving the hospital. He has slept so soundly since we left, and I am glad. Hopefully, he will stay that way until we reach this new pack. I did not expect all of this, but deep down I have to say I am glad. Our pack never offered us much, and the hospital did not have much in the way of...