I was sitting at the laptop and I started hearing strains of “Jesus, Lover of My Soul” being played on a tin whistle. Jon came up a few minutes later and announced that he was cultivating the art of gremlin charming. I went down to see and the gremlin was sitting on the filing cabinet looking very confused. She didn’t want to pose for a photograph and went to hide in her litterbox. After a thorough wipedown with some baby wipes, we put her back on the cabinet and got these pictures…