petradactyl

Lego died today. He caught a cold and expired as we were watching the hostage situation on TV. Manny helped me dig him a grave in the garden. It’s a good thing it rained so hard because the ground was soft and we didn’t have much to dig with other than our hands and the occasional baking instrument. 

My bunny. I know that on the scale of appropriate grief, Lego’s a speck compared to what happened today, but I can’t stop crying