 Now the roof. Foxy is my remaining Hubbard. They're a slightly slower growing breed, but he's not much smaller. He is a lot more active than the Rosses though, much more inclined to climb onto the kids' shoulders and run around. And finally there's Forks, the little naked neck. He's the most adventurous of the bunch. I feel like he's desperate to get out. He sits on the radio and stares out the window.