The day started with a death.
Smoochies is no longer with us and though it was fun while it lasted, I hope to never own a chinchilla again. The kids were saddened and a few tears were shed, but now I think they may have already forgotten about her ~ though I'm sure at some opportune time (like when they don't want to do their chores) they will be overcome with grief.
We will miss little Smoochies, but I know she is better off in the great dust bowl in the sky.
Have you ever felt relieved in regards to death?