RIP Sharkie

Remember when you were in elementary school and you had a super cool classroom pet? All the kids counted down the days until it was their weekend to take the adorable little hamster/lizard/gerbil/fish home for the weekend? When I was in elementary school we had a hamster. I couldn't wait to take the little guy home and spoil him all weekend. I fed him and played with him and gave him tons of gerbil treats. We were off to a really good start...then I woke up in the morning to find the little guy had practically blown up. The poor little rodent had a sudden brain aneurysm and had brain matter coming out of his eyes/ears/you get the picture (did you know that could happen to hamsters? I certainly didn't!!!). So I was "that girl" you know the one that killed the classroom pet and had to break the news to all of her classmates. Well you see it looks like my reputation has stayed true even into adulthood. My awesome neighbors and friends got married last weekend and I am in charge of taking care of their house, checking the mail, signing for wedding gifts, and feeding their adorable school of fish. And I showed up this morning and one of the little guys was a floater. Curtis and I had a mini memorial service and sent the little guy on a whirling ride to the other side. Poor guy. Poor Tommy & Kelli...hope they weren't too attached to little sharkie. Looks like I get to be "that girl" again and share the news with the newlyweds. Sigh. And we are going to be out of town the day they return so I am going to have to leave a note...man I feel bad! I fed the little guys I promise I did! I hope Curtis will be okay with never being allowed any pet smaller than Gracie!