[ 2006-03-06 - 5:58 pm ]
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and now... a (memoir?) ...um... burial note.

Dear Batman aka Deathcrab,
Today I have discovered of your passing. Most likely due to my neglect of weeks without filling your water dish. Your poor gills have dried out and ended your life short. Let us hope that it has been a plesant life in your crab box with little batman. Soon you shall return to the salty sea, though perhaps that is not where you have been born, you are indeed a sea creature and in passing, may your death be the supply of another life. I would keep your shell, as it was the most beautiful batman shell, but in fear there may be deathbacteria and that it would upset little batman... I will not. Still, I cannot believe little batman did nothing to warn me of this untimely fate... but blame is not an option at this current time. I shall hope you are in crab heaven with all the other crabs and seacritters, yet in all honesty your body and shell may end up with seagulls and little children who think "this shell is really cool". Little do they know... you poor death crab for cutie.

Love,
your neglectful owner.


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