So, I just got home from a fun and relaxing evening with Ms. Cosmo Peterson and the N8, and I gave all my critters their nightly pinch of food, and their nightly yogurt drops… and then Warrick and Grissom “talked” to each other for a couple of minutes.
Seriously, as it turns out, gerbils “speak” audibly to one another. It’s this super faint sound, almost like an ultra-quiet chirp. The first several times it happened, it was so faint and so brief that I wasn’t sure what I was hearing. Then I finally realized that was them “talking” to one another. I love it now. I listen for it. It’s a very comforting, peaceful little sound. They sit in close proximity to one another and “talk.” Like a gerbil tea party or something.
And whenever Dooley gets her yogurt drop, she winks. Which is actually a sign of extreme happiness and comfort for a gerbil–one-eyed blinking. So between that and Warrick & Grissom’s contented chirping, it makes me all happy when it’s treat time for them at night.
Also, I discovered that Captain Furious will “chase” a flashlight beam on the wall, just like a cat. He’s so funny. He walks around his cage, “following” the beam, and when I turn it off, he stands up on his back legs and looks around for it, like he just misplaced it or something. Very amusing. Who knew–hamsters will chase light on a wall?
It is lessons like that, that make me so happy I went to law school.
(…and yes, Mums and Daddio, this post was adapted from an email I sent to you this evening.)
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I’m Marissa, can-do-ologist, perpetual Curious George, and daily adventurer. 


