My little Daisy

Daisy died sometime last night and since I found her the day has felt stretched. Trying to keep things positive, but not feeling it this evening. I wish I could have had them back sooner, maybe she would have been more comfortable or something. More than anything I wish I could have done something to help her or fix her; and part of me feels like I could have. But what? And Frida: I separated them because I didn't know how she would behave and I wanted Daisy to be calmly situated in the little red house.
David was really awesome about it. He helped me bury her in a sunny place behind the house when we got back from church and said some lovely, comforting words. Surely it seems stupid to a lot of other people to be this upset about a little mouse, but I am very sad that she's gone. Daisy was my pet, one of my special companions here, and taking care of both of them is serious business to me. Frida is still around and looks healthy, but I know she's getting old too. I just don't want her to be lonely.

In the interest of positivity:
We went to Kell's on Friday night. Laura and Kelly came so I got to introduce them to Diana, who loved Laura so much and vice versa. More than anything I look forward to the next we can go out for a good time. I've missed her. She's one of the only other (few, very few) people to "get" my craziness.
Emily stopped by and brought my bicycle, violin, dreamcatcher and another blanket. She got a side of snapper out of the deal, so good for her. No, really, it was good to see her.
My bed is a big, beautiful, comfortable nest right now.
I am planning the Valentine's/Anniversary dinner this year and I'm going to make it good.
Received my grades from the fall term and I made out with a 3.57, which lowers my GPA a wee bit, but it still made me glad.
I'm going to go to the "Christmas with the Gentry's" party that Tabitha and Jon are having this week.

Two things to focus on for now:
1) School, and all things related to it.
2) Job, job, job. Part-time job now.