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Friday, November 20, 2009

Gross Negligence

I brought it home.
And it died.

I fed it Tortilla Chips and Guacamole but it still died.

I played it a record of a symphony by Jean Sibelius but it died anyway.

It had plenty of daylight. It even went so far as to comment on how nice the daylight was.

Then it died.

I prepared a soft bed for it and read Jules Verne to it. It listened, fell asleep, and then died.

In the summer, I took it to the beach and built it a sand castle. Then it stomped on the sand castle and died shortly thereafter.

On Tuesday, I made it pancakes. It stared at the pancakes for about 7 minutes, then it went outside and drowned itself.

We sat on the sofa together and watched episodes of Seinfeld. About halfway through the third one, it stopped breathing.



My advice would be

next time, don't leave it with me.

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