For those of you who might have noticed, Panchita is no longer with us or on the blog. She came to a very sad fate. The glass coffee table broke, when "you know who", sat on it. I am not accusing anyone, but it seemed a little spiteful of him. Panchita went flying to the floor. I scooped her up. Ran her to the kitchen and to a bowl of water. She seemed a little sad for several days, but then seemed to recover, and then, she just died. Belly up she was. A funeral was held with special words and tributes, and then . . .Down she went.
I hope this sad news does not cause great distress and mental anguish among our friends and family.
3 comments:
poor panchita! That "someone" better watch his little nose... Panchita may come back and haunt him or her.... hehe
oh no!! i'm so sorry to hear that. i will miss the lil' panchita on your blog.
Um....I'm sorry but I'm laughing! Not at poor panchanita's unfortunate demise, but at the way you articulated that story! Poor, poor fishy.
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