rest in peace, Marv

today is a sad day. We lost a valued member of our family. Marv the gerbil died peacefully in his sleep. His funeral was the right mix of sadness and rememberance, things like: "Do you remember when Marv climbed onto EB's head and EB accidentally threw him across the room? Oh how we laughed!"

Marv was a kind gerbil, a born entertainer at 3 a.m. at which time he decided to tap dance each and every night. He will be sorely missed, but apparently not by his brother Muddy, who trampled over Marv's little corpse in order to get to his food bowl.


If my laptop hadn't crashed losing nearly 2000 photos, I might have had a picture to post of Marv in his prime. I did consider a photo of dead gerbil, but thought it bad taste.

PS - If any one can explain why my blog insists on posting in Courier font despite me changing it several times, I would be grateful!