Corgi Torture

I must admit...I am not a good gerbil mom. I'm not sure what I was thinking...when I went home from work on Monday, I knew the weather would get bad. I thought we'd be out for one day- not two- and certainly not three! So I left the office critters at the office. It wasn't until Wednesday, when I realized the power at work was out and they were alone and cold in an unheated building in freezing temperatures that I started to feel bad. REALLY BAD. Thankfully, when I got to work today, they were hungry, but otherwise fine. To prevent further tramatic events, I brought them home with me. And let me just tell you, Pepper does not approve. She hates them more than Nick does. Pepper hates rodents. She has sworn war on all the squirrels of the world. And two years ago, while in the care of my parents, she ate a mouse in their sunroom. And having TWO rodents, in her home, behind a glass container that she can't get to is just TORTURE for a corgi.

I thought she was going to fall off the bed, she was so upset. Poor Peppy...

They leave on Monday... I promise!