And so we lost our guinea pig Smokey this afternoon. Poor thing. He was only a little rodent, but, well, he was our little rodent, and now I won’t be able to watch baseball with him any more. I'm going to miss his personality: a spunky little guy, always with something to say (yeah, guinea pigs chirp and click and squeak and purr and make all kinds of little noises). He recognized me, knew when I was going to take him out and we were going to hang out together, and was great company. He will be missed. A very sad day.