B and E came over to see the animals in the middle of our Mission happy hour crawl--B hit the nail on the head when she said it was senior citizen discount hour, for we all had to go home to bed before happy hour was over--and Santiago was charming and the bunnies were sweet to the extent that B and E are having a hard time deciding which to get for their new home. it would be cats no contest but E is allergic so he would have to enjoy their antics from afar.
one of the rats seems not to be doing well and another one seems to have a lump where there shouldn't be one. these two have been separated out from the main population so Sandy must know but I am a little concerned. she came home for a minute this evening but this was before I had taken a look at the rats. I'm not sure what to do but I guess I will wait until she comes home again and ask her how she thinks they are doing. she's been spending nights out and I suspect she has a new sweetheart. she never really tells me what's up but I never really tell her what's up either but we get along very well possibly precisely for that reason.
I hear Jackson sneezing from above and I think it is time to go join him not in the sneezing but in the resting up in the air. I have no idea what time I will get up tomorrow having stayed up so late but maybe I should set the alarm for 8:30 just so I don't have to go through the morning dreaming ordeal. I love sleep but the hours from 6am to noon can be very tedious and alarming in an unconscious sort of way.
I didn't write the poem. I have one more day. I guess it's going to be an unpublished surprise.