Fletcher nodded with a grin. "Yes, Miss Walsh," he said with another nod, "She's Miss MacKay's cousin. Quite the lively bunch. I should be seeing Miss MacKay tomorrow. I can ask her if they've room for another moon calf if you'd like." He looked to the pitiful creature then, really finding it rather quite ugly. "Though, it still shouldn't be here in the hospital. You'll have to find somewhere else for it until arrangements can be made," he finished, back to his more authoritative tone.