in memory of Spot
Spot died tonight. I guess I kinda knew it was coming, because Spot and Bonk were sisters, from the same litter, and gerbils all have the same average life span. She just turned 3, which is pretty much as old as you can expect a gerbil to be. I came home from work and checked on her, and she was snacking in her food bowl. I ate dinner, and watched some tv, took a nap, and when I woke up, she was gone. I didn't even get to say goodbye to her like I did with Bonk.
I'm glad Yoko is here with me, so I have somebody to cry with. I spent almost an hour crying on the phone with my mom. I wish Rachel was here. I feel sick, because I feel like Spot came up to the top level of her cage, like Bonk did, because she wanted help, and I was asleep on the couch and didn't help her. I didn't get to say goodbye, or anything. I just found her cold, and dead. I still kissed her goodbye. I miss her already. I know I need to go get a stone for her like I did for Bonk, and bury her next to her sister in the back yard behind my apartment.
Goodbye, Spot. My heart aches so much with you gone. I hope you get to meet your sister Bonk up in gerbil heaven. I love you, and I miss you already.
