while you were sleeping...

I woke up to Joel looking at me this morning around 5am. "Are you ok?" I asked. "The cats ate the gerbils." That is exactly what I didn't want to hear. So now I'm up, and the odds of me falling back to sleep. Then, it got worse: "I threw them away. I got what was left of Batman, and I think I got all of Jobin." Oh, no. There might be more. : / The worst part of all: My gerbils are gone. : (  Pretty bummed out about that today. Also, we didn't really get back to sleep; so on top of all that, I'm tired... well, I guess that's kind of the norm lately. I felt kind of mad at the cats, obviously, but I also know that it's just their nature to eat rodents. I need some time to get over it, though, so I'm having a hard time giving them the affection/petting that they want. I don't think we'll be getting any more gerbils, though. I'm going to call the MSPCA and see if they want the cage and supplies I have left. So bummed out today... Stinkin' cats.