The grief of that loss came flooding back to me as I realized I would have to euthanize another faithful family member... Moody Teen's Homer Simpson Chia Pet, which was a Christmas present from his best bud. I don't think he was too emotionally invested, however, as I was the one who excitedly ripped open the box, carefully read the directions, mixed up the seed paste and gingerly applied it to Homer's bald, terra cotta head. It wasn't long until the tiny, green seedlings took root and began to grow. I was just so proud of my accomplishment, thinking Homer would be my redemption... A chance to prove I really do have a green thumb, after the hundreds of innocent plants I have killed in the past. Well, not so fast...
This morning, I went to check on Homer and found him in a shocking state of distress. I guess it's time to say goodbye. Homer, I loved you, tho I hardly knew ye.
Oh, and by the way, this happens to be my 100th post. So, in the famous words of our dear Homer Simpson... Woo-Hoo!!!