Canary in the Gold Mine

Dear Folks,

    Eureka!  I have found it!  By some fortuitous internet surfing, I have found the means to keep up with my children as we bike about the countryside of Granville and Franklin Counties.  It looks as though this little device shall be my "salvation."  Now, I just need to save up the dough and locate a vendor.

   Actually, I probably will not be able to show a need for it, not that I will not get dropped on every hill even when I have the lightest bicycle in our family, but rather that there will always be so many other candidates for family expenditures that mine will never make it "into the money," the range where we will actually allocate funds for that item or service.  I could list now some things we could use.
   Nathaniel IV (17) could use a climate controlled small building in which to raise his fish, insects and other animals.  Rabbits can mostly do fine outside.  We need something like that because the fish make his room in our home so moist that mold grows and impairs his mother's breathing ease.  She is like the canary in the gold mine, sporting the dubious distinction of having the most sensitive set of lungs in our family.