I should have spent the day working on my piece for the next art show and commissions, especially as I've been out of it these past few weeks, but my hamster Queenie died today and I'm just going to post a rain check on obligations for a few more hours. I adopted Queenie after my dog, Deville, died. She was this little neurotic thing that looked like a tiny bear and wanted out of her cage so bad. I brought her home late at night and my husband built a huge tank for her and I did my best to spoil her, as I do with any of the animals I've ever been graced to be around. I think that's all we can hope for at the end of our furry friend's lives...that we've done well enough to give them fun, calm, happy lives. .