The fourth year of Wireshoots is almost over with, making it among my longest lasting forts ever. Which is saying something truly sad.
To mark the occasion, 9 dwarves were killed in a skirmish with a goblin ambush party or two, who showed up right as my wood cutters and haulers were in the nearby woods doing their jobs, and a caravan was slowly making it's way into the fort's main gate. D squad took heavy casualties, as it was on guard duty near the woods when they appeared. But the goblins all ended up lying dead upon the slopes for their troubles. In addition, a baby snatcher made off with another one, bringing the total of kidnappings to around a dozen. I'm not certain how, or if, he entered the gate; the only other entrance (to the old quarry) stays closed now. And the main gate is layered in cage traps, making an incursion there unlikely, if the charging army of Wireshoots wasn't enough to dissuade any interlopers.
In other, more depressing news, we have a hospital! The medical staff can't seem to understand that the massive amounts of cloth in the hospital's stock pile are for hospital use, as are the thread, crutches, and splints. But we have a hospital! With a well!
Population is currently 120, with 40 some-odd children. We obviously need more goblin snatchers.