Thursday, 6 August 2009

R.I.P

Tonight I came home to death. Jackie was so too engrossed in cooking some kind of vegetable hot pot to notice but I sensed it as soon I opened my front door (6th sense). Luckily we still have 7 other goldfish, who are also slowly waiting to die. The flat doesn't feel the same though without Lenny. I just decided on his name now.