Before I launch into a farewell to this year’s Blaugust, I have a more personal farewell to make. Around 5:30 this morning, one of my gerbils (Meg, the brown one) passed away.
Her sister Progo is doing alright so far, but I’m unsure how she’ll do going forward. She was never as social as Meg, but she was very close to her sister. Introducing a new gerbil is dicey in the best of situations, and I don’t think she’d appreciate it if I tried. I’ll just have to try to spend as much extra time with her as she allows
Meg had been off for a few days and I thought it was coming soon, so I wasn’t entirely surprised at least. She and her sister were/are between 3-4 years old, pretty senior for gerbils. It’s still always sad they can’t stay with us as long as we would like, and I was up late with her once I realized she was likely on her way out.
So, forgive me if this post isn’t my best work. I’m very tired, and while I’m not an entire mess about it, my mind isn’t really on blogging at the moment.
Continue Reading