It rained.

So very briefly this morning, after days of hot weather and sunshine, started and over within the 15 minute drive to the vet hospital where I work - though not today, as I've a full day of classes - it sprinkled rain on my windshield. I don't know whether to smile or cry more because of it.

Masquerade died last night. She was over a year, and mice only live one to two, and she was having some problems I was treating her for, but it was... still an unpleasant surprise this morning. She was such a sweet-tempered mouse.