My Valentine Rose...
So, my dad has been out of town for a week, and just got back yesterday. Being the wonderful man that he is, he got my sister and I Valentine's Day roses and cards. I was full of joy when I looked at my perfect rose! It was sooo beautiful that I had to take pictures of it to remember it's beauty forever. These I duly posted on myspace. However, when I woke up this morning, the vase holding my rose was laying on its side on our dining deck table where I had left it, the water was completely gone, and my rose and greenery were limp, dull, and lifeless. It appears that my sisters cat, who has a very bad habit of getting on the table when we aren't looking, had knocked over my vase in the middle of the night, spilling the water, which, not only killed my rose but managed to soak my sisters card also, and thereby ruining it. So, one half of my present was ruined, and the other half of my sisters present was ruined. I really don't know what to think about it, other than that I wanted to cry when I saw how it had been ruined in only one night, and that I wanted to kick Sammy (my sister's cat) out of the house for all time. For now, I guess, I will just have to content myself with looking of the pictures of my once-beautiful rose.