It's official. Azerus is dead...

This afternoon, my car officially went to the big graveyard in the sky, leaving me without wheels in the country.

That's the bad news.

The good news is that the right front wheel fell off on a slow curve, of a slow highway, not at a hundred and ten klicks/hr. on highway 400.

Any day that you get home safe is a good day.

Now.

I need to clean out my car's corpse and find the funds for another one.

468,281.4 kilometres under his fan belt. R.I.P.

Um...didn't I say?

This is getting very, very old.

The dog killed three quarters of my ducklings. Not maliciously, just chasing... sigh. He's too small for a dog-skin rug.

The chicks did their usual thing, picking out one chick to peck to death.

And some tourist going way too fast hit and killed one of my cats on the road. The mother cat.

Now I'm trying to get two seventeen day old kittens to take formula.

I think I am going to go cry now.

I'm a tad overwhelmed.