Wow! I can’t believe I’m actually saying goodbye and moving on. It’s been 3 years, in fact, this weekend….the very one that I’m using to move out…..it will be exactly 3 years since i moved in.
It’s been an eventful 3 years, I won’t lie. Filled with happy and sad times, but finally, after 3 years it’s time for me to move on. You’ve seen many funny things, tears, moments of hysterical laughter, quite a few boys, many friends, many prayers, a friend committing suicide and many memories.
I will never forget what i was going through back when I moved in. The hasty departure from my previous place of residence and the many tears shed during those first couple of weeks. But then you started holding me close in your brick arms, pulling me into your heart and making me part of your character. After a while even the brute and I got along fine and she loved me in her strange way:)
Your owners have become like my second set of grandparents. They gave me love and support and looked after me when I was sick. They got worried when they didn’t see me for long periods of time and never once complained about the fact that I’m out until all hours of the early morning. And the male owner killed more than one gigantic ninja spider who was out to get me:)
I’m very sorry bout the bathroom door which got a tiny little bit chowed by my dog when i was looking after her while the parental unit was in the States….but you know…these things happen:) It is with a heavy heart that I say farewell to you, my dwelling place. But at the same time I’m super excited about the new place, and about the things to come. I hope your new occupant and you will get along as well as the two of us did:) oh, and just so by the way….I’d appreciate it if you could keep all the spiders here….I’d prefer not to let them accompany me to my new home…..for obvious reasons.