1474: Disconnected

Our Internet is down. Apparently broadband services in our whole area are affected, so thankfully it’s nothing to do with our hardware.

This does mean that I have to compose this post on my phone, though, which is always a faff, but at least the option’s always there, so I should be grateful for that at least. And I should also be grateful for the fact that the phone networks haven’t been knocked out by a zombie apocalypse or whatever, though frankly if there were a zombie apocalypse daily blogging would probably be the last thing on my mind.

I’m currently sitting in bed watching the rats go about their business. Newcomers Socks and Clover are still both very timid, but they are getting bolder — both of them have been emerging from the parts of the cage they’ve decided are their “safe places” a lot more often, and they seem to be getting along well with one another even if they don’t quite seem sure what to make of Andie and I yet. We have to be very quiet if they’re doing anything other than hiding, since the slightest sound — even breathing too heavily — can cause them to go scampering off.

The best part about the new little ones is how much happier Lucy seems to be. Lara’s passing was sad, and this was driven home even more by how depressed it made Lucy. She had lost all her usual pep, energy and cheekiness and simply wasn’t herself; a couple of days after getting some new friends, though, and she’s thoroughly back to her old self.

I could watch these little buggers for hours. When I do, it reminds me once again how long I’d been missing out on animal companionship — I have a feeling that some furry friends of some description may have helped me out through some dark times in my past, but, well, hindsight is… You know.

Hopefully our Internet will be back to normal tomorrow. In the meantime, mata ashita.