Artemis is doing great. She's getting white in the face, but she's as sweet as ever.

Foster was adopted by a man in VT who loves her dearly. We're still in touch by mail (her dad and me), though I haven't seen Foster in several years. I got a card from her dad just after Christmas. He said she's getting older and whiter, but she's still well.

I'm in touch with Dave and Joanne--and Bob every now and then.