A dear friend is on his deathbed...

Jul 14, 2007 19:13

It happened at dinnertime. He was sitting beside my place mat. Annika was going to grab him, and for his own protection I started to move him to the tray out of Annika's reach. But Annika's fingers and mine collided and I accidentally dropped him - right into my big Starbucks mug, fileld with cold water.

We dried him the best we could, but it may be too late. He's had a long life and has traveled around the world - from the Amazon US warehouse to the Philippines in cymer's suitcase and finally to Sweden in our carry-on bag. Since then he has witnessed our little family's happy memories and has become almost irreplaceable. After 8 months of companionship, is this goodbye?


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