Two things have moved to a better place in our family.
1. Our car (a 1991 Subaru Legacy wagon), which was transporting Joel down to San Francisco so he could catch a plane to a conference at Purdue University in Indiana, died about 2 hours north of San Francisco (4 hours south of Eureka) in a little town called Willits. (Joel made his plane, don’t worry about that.) Despite our best efforts to find a place that would take it as a donation, nobody wanted to have the little wagon that didn’t and we had to junk it… luckily, that didn’t cost us anything. So the trusty Subaru’s final resting place is in Willits, coincidentally the same town that housed the famous Depression-era horse, Seabiscuit. That car, although old, was a good one to us. I’ll miss taking trips in “Seabiscuit II” (as we’ve dubbed her posthumously).
2. Our hamster, Marigold (“Mah-wee-gode”), passed away today. She was 2 years old–getting up there in hamster years. She had become quite sick in the last few months, and despite her game attitude, it was evident that her health was slowly crippling her abilities to enjoy life (such as it was) to its fullest. Our theory is that she had ovarian cancer, a disease common among female hamsters who do not breed. She was also losing her eyesight, although her sense of smell allowed her to interact with us when we were by her cage. All in all, I believe that she did have a good life as our pet, and she certainly filled our lives with a particular furry joy. We hope to give her a decent, respectful burial tonight.