Life throws curveballs sometimes. That's when I need to be a curveball hitter.

Tuesday hasn't quite ended for me, even though the dawn is breaking outside even as I type. I had a very eventful day yesterday, though it wasn't all bad. However, life decided to throw me a few loops and I intend to survive them and still make my goals. Most of what happened was just itsy pitsty stuff that piled up, but the day began with the sudden loss of Fiver, one of our rabbits. He'd been fine the night before, but was still by morning. No symptoms or warning.

He was a lovely little bunny, who got into trouble when we let him roam the house. He got along with the cats and was social with us, too. Often I'd be writing and I'd feel his cold nose on my foot. I'd slide my keyboard drawer closed and look down, he'd look up at me, his little nose going, and then he would just meatloaf there for a few minutes, keeping me company. I remember when he discovered my best friend's room--it has a couple of steps down to get into it--he was leaping everywhere, getting up on the top step and then bouncing so high he could have cleared the five and one-half feet to her bed. He was an amazing family member and I cannot say how much I'll miss him. And yes, he was named for the seer rabbit in Watership Down by Richard Adams

I still have the storyboarding to do for Otherworld, but I'm so tired, I think I need to nap, which I will when I've put up this post. But I wanted to touch base and make sure I did what I could for my day, in spite of not being able to sit down to begin the business of writing until I'd been up for 12 hours.

'Night, and have a great day.