January 22, 2005


I first met you in Sainsbury's. You looked so lonely. I took you home. I fed you and I looked after you. I gave you a place where you could stay. I thought that we were happy. And then I left you. I thought you would be OK. I wasn't going to be away for long. But I came back and you were dead. I don't know if it was the cold or the fact that my housemate never watered you while I was away (the bastard), but you were no longer with us. It has taken me a long time to get over it. I kept hoping that you'd recover. But now I know that you will never return. I'll always think of you when I make a curry.

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    so touching sniff

    22 Jan 2005, 16:51

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