My Fraggle boys are 18 months old today!!! They are still just as spry and happy go lucky. They come running with the rest of the family when its feeding time.

All of my rats are wonderful. Each one a unique character with so much to give. Scott and I were talking about how rats and cats seem to embody the souls of people that have already been here. I dont doubt its possible, I suppose when you believe most anything can be possible. My Fergus is a gentle soul, kind and loving. He will always come to see me, no matter what time of day it is. I walk by the cage and say hello, there he is always waiting, patient and happy. It makes me sad to think that both him and his brother are on a downward curve now. Rats sure got the short end of the stick with lifespan.

The last few weeks have been incredibly hard for me and my family. Losing Aunt Janet was devastating and life just wont be te same with her gone. I have often thought in the last week or so how death takes those who seem so full of life, their luster just polished and then they are gone. I know her children and husband of 48 years are grief stricken. I cannot imagine what they must be going through. I look at my own pain and it pales in comparison Im sure. Life is both a miracle and a curse in some ways.

I suppose what Im really on about is love and how it bends the heart in so many wonderful ways. People touch our lives, help shape us, help create that person we are always striving to become. I am fortunate to be loved by so many wonderful people and so many wonderful creatures. I am constantly becoming and I am so grateful for the love and guidance my aunt gave me. I will always love her and she will be much missed.