Amee's family had not been too happy with a rabbit son-in-law but there was little to do at this point and they moved into one of her family's estate houses. Everything was wonderful for about 6 months when the doctor informed them that it might not be possible for a wolf and rabbit to be fertile together. She was prescribed fertility pills and wished all the luck in the world.

Month after month Amee became more despondent and upped her dosage of the fertility pills. Then when she was ready to give up she was late and a few days later she was howling for joy over a little blue plus sign.

2 months later the doctor was showing much concern as Amee was the most pregnant wolf he had ever treated. In fact she was probably going to explode long before she was ready to give birth. He quickly put her on treatments to slow her pregnancy, usually used to treat hybrid pregnancies where the father is much larger than mother.

Now nine months along and possibly years from delivering Amee was ready to burst and get this pregnancy over with. Last count had claimed she had 67 pups in her but it was so hard to keep track while counting. She was terrified of how big she was going to get.

The wonderful ray of sunshine in all of this was Randy and the fact that the bigger she got the more loving Randy became. He never grew tired of scratching her itchy tummy or cuddling and loving her.