Haynes was drawing blood from Harry, who looked irritated. I assumed they had already gotten samples from the little ones. Daisy sat with Maggy and Wolfie on a blanket, eating berries, while Leslie, Zelda, and Shelly watched our approach. “I guess we don’t have to ask what you were doing,” said Leslie. “Nope. Found a hot spring.” I sat on the blanket with the kids, taking Maggy in my lap. “Guys, she’s a little too young to be eating berries.” Her face was purple. The infant craned her neck, mewling, wanting to be fed. “Leonard and Pooky,” said Dr. Haynes. “If I could bother you for just a sec, that would be great. I need to take some blood.” “Ggggrrrr…” Leonard sat on a rock. He and Pooky smelled of wet fur. They weren’t keen on having their blood taken, but they allowed the irritation nonetheless.
