I’m impressed with your diligence, ‘Face. Now you should relax.
The guinea pigs have been rescued. DP got the dog door open with a screwdriver and a little ingenuity (I had suggested Tom and a sledgehammer) and we sent Frank through to open the door. We also fed a fish which had not been mentioned but would probably have died by next Sunday.
We talked to the neighbors, too, so nobody will call the cops.
I tried to rest but ended up losing the tea I drank to settle my stomach. Now I’m shaky and wishing I could sleep.
I’m glad the piglet things were rescued. Poor things.
I’m also trying to watch LDS Conference, but fighting a losing battle. I’ll wait til it comes out I the next issue of Ensign magazine.