I went down to the media room tonight and found one of the gerbils dead in their cage. Cassidy is no more. Butch seems fine, as well as can be expected for a four year old gerbil. Cassidy was the greedy plump one. In my imagination I suspect that gerbil diabetes contributed to her demise.
I've got a few orders to knit up and have a bunch of stuff I want to prepare for Mom's boutique. I feel like I'm getting sick so I'd better get busy in case I get the flu that's going around.