And the story continues so soon.... Go to let the dogs out a bit ago, and peek thru the door. There's Mom (guess that answers whether or not she's alive) on the brick patio. Bang on the door, and she takes off. Let the dogs out, but look over where she was, and there's the baby. Dogs are interested in scents somewhere else (Thanks God!). Go to try to snag the little bugger, and he's getting FAST. He makes it around me, and across the brick to the big rock (3 ft high, and 10 feet wide). Scales it, and hit the grass. Both dogs are in chase now. Ever see a human tackle two dogs at once? Well you would've tonight! Took them both out at once right when they were on him. Little brat ran into the dog pen where I closed the door with the dogs on the outside. Talk about a paradox. LoL! The baby lives another night!