Mr. V is fine, still driving truck. Still in the same hut, but it's still brown with a green roof. And it is still 25 miles from anything meaningful, like a store.
No girls here anymore, I sent the last of them to live with a friend who wanted some. She lives about 25 miles away just for the record. They are now super pampered and unlikely to be eaten by a forest critter so it's better for them.
The only pet here is Victor now, he and I hang out, go for unessential joyrides, and pester Mr. V when he is home.