[ Sorry, not listening, she's busy trying to pick up the fridge! 'Trying' being the key word here. Doreen's pretty muscular, but without super strength she isn't having much luck. What follows is a lot of muttered, G-rated cursing (lots of 'frig's and 'dangit's in there), along with some PG-13 cursing in French when she runs out of English words, and a few halting attempts at what are probably meant to be squirrel swears, which prompt the squirrel on her shoulder to nuzzle into her neck. Finally, she sits back on her heels, and her shoulders slump. ]

It's not just the tail. Everything's gone. I can't... normally I could friggin' juggle this thing. I mean, I wouldn't because all of the food would fall out and that would be stupid, but...

[ She trails off, at a loss for words for once. This sucks? Hey, this really sucks! Everything is painful and bad! ]