You have to start somewhere.  After plopping my homeschooled 8th Grader back into the capable hands of the public school district, I am suddenly faced with days of no one here but me.  And about 60 animals of various sizes, species, husbandry requirements and tractability.  I now have about 60 animals and, hidden in my bathroom drawer, about 7 clickers.  What I will endeavor to chronicle here is the journey through my days, clicking from chaos to harmony.  If I don't end up with a road-worthy circus act, perhaps I will amuse myself.  And that would be enough.