I gave away two of my babies this morning.

Yes, Sally and Katie have headed off to a brand new home with three (!) children to look after them and pester them and play with them constantly. (And clean their smelly cage.)

'Tis a sad morning for me, though. They did need a new home, I have all the other petlets to look after and truth be told, I just don't have time to give them the attention they need.

So, that is the end my three (not so) blind mice.

First there were three; Happily making a mess of their cage as soon as I cleaned it, giving nose kisses with their whiskers, putting up with a class full of inquisitive kiddies. Then Penny, my favourite of the three, passed away. I cried lots over that little mousey.

Then there were two; Still loved by my kids last year, but not so much by my dad (who couldn't stand the sight/smell of them.)

And now there are none; Sigh.

I shall miss Sally's craziness and constant wheel spinning. (Pah! Silent wheel, my arse!) I shall miss Katie's fat little tush quivering in my hand when I would pick her up. And constant pooping. I shall miss the constant pooping.