Harrison

I was getting ready to write a post about how Olivia went potty not once, not twice, but three times tonight. That girl loves to use the potty. I'll write about that a different time. My excitement was stifled, however, when I learned that my last guinea pig, my sweet Harrison, died tonight. So, the evening turned dismal pretty quickly. I told you that September sucks! We no longer have any pets in our household and I think we'll probably keep it that way for awhile. Now all of my pets are together, I guess, somewhere over the rainbow bridge. .