And they died. :-` I was delayed at work or some such and couldn't get home to feed them in time, so they starved.
And then somehow I got them again ... and they died again, this time crushed in a box that some #*&@!! put a heavier box on top of.
And then somehow I got them again ... and they died again, drowned in a big glass of milk. At this point, I just stared at the poor dead things and said to the universe, "Oh, come on!" Then I woke up.
So I wasn't exactly cheerful when I woke up. :P Fortunately, a grande skim no-whip white mocha and a MP3 jukebox full of bouncy tunes has come to the rescue.
Mmm, grande skim no-whip white mocha and bouncy tunes...
Okay, I can cope now. :)