Babies and gerbils

Yesterday evening saw us in the two week old presence of Master Garrett Myers, latest addition to the Bruce&Vikiy household. He seems very chilled, and made the evening easy for us all by just being cute and asleep. At one point, he made what his doting parents describe as his little 'baby velociraptor'noise, a kind of piping squeak which chills the blood, or at least, chills my blood. This child was two foot long when he came out; That's three foot shorter than his father. Bloody hell.

I am never, ever doing the childbirth thing. I'll give birth to books and stories and that will have to do. But the night was pleasant, and lifted my mood very sweetly.

Then we got home, and I fed the Freaks. Do not think I have forgotten the gerbils, dear lj, even in the throes of moog enchantment, but try to understand that they live in cages full of peat, twigs, straw and great opportunities for hiding, so one can never be sure that they are all present and correct. Hence my shock last night.

( Harrowing Gerbil Adventures )