Babies of the softest texture, with warm cuddly noses twitching to a steady rhythm as I hold them to my cheeks and kiss their tiny whiskers. I stand and marvel at their antics as they pester their pretty mama for milk snacks and then giggle like a little child as they do the funniest hops and jumps into their feed dishes.
I warn you, this post only gets cuter. Is that even possible? Yes. Yes it is.
Oh but waitttttttttttttt..... I'm not done yet!
Yes, I know, more whites. You'd think I'd had enough of them by now right? Well, I didn't exactly plan this. I can do my best to HOPE for color, but the sneaky recessives hiding out in the gene pools had it in for me this time around. Oh well, these babies are adorable either way and I'll never deny the unmistakable power a REW can have on the show tables. I have one more doe I really should breed... but I'm terrified to. Because I really DON'T need another REW. Alas.
A conglomeration of delicious cuddles awaiting their destiny to become famous.