Chapter 37
He saw right away Molly was in no distress, but it was clear she had made her birthing nest. Nils looked at him as Sam joined them.
“Well, looks like it’s about time,” he said, a note of anxiety in his voice.
Sam put his hand on Nils shoulder to reassure him. “Looks like. She seems all right, though. You stay with her. I’ll go take care of the stock.”
“Thanks,” Nils said. Then, as Sam was about out of the shelter, he added, “What about the milkin’? You think you can handle that?”
Sam turned and chuckled. He placed his hand in front of his crotch and made a stroking motion. “I think with all the practice we’ve had the last couple of days, I got the hang of it.”
They both laughed. Molly wagged her tail as if she, too, enjoyed the joke.
Chores finished, Sam returned to the lean-to, herding the flock of chickens before him. Once they were safely caged, he came and knelt beside Nils, stretched out on his side beside Molly’s nest
“How’s she doing?”