Random Thoughts

Good love gone bad

... sob... sob...

by Carol Nelson

His name is not important. It was a long time ago and my memory fades but I do remember our short relationship and it's abrupt ending.

Perhaps he didn't like the attentions I lavished upon him ... my oversolicitous, persistent ardor. I intruded on him often and without warning. I disturbed his routine; his comfort; his sleep. And then one day he bit the hand that fed him.

Without a moment of hesitation or even a split second of thought, I flung him away. He hit the wall and slid to the floor, lifeless and inert!

Do I still feel sorry over my heartless reaction? Yes, I do. He didn't deserve my swift revenge.

He was my hamster and I done him wrong.  


February 3, 2006


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