Till Death Do Us Part....

Young love never runs smoothly...

So much for the extra hour in bed, I'm up at 6.30 am thrashing around in bed because my back is killing me, so I decide to get up rather than suffer being a complete cripple that laying in bed for any longer would undoubtedly give me the misfortune of becoming.

I go down stairs to see how the triops are, and as suspected Brutus' brother has snuffed it. Brutus it appears is having a bit of trouble too. I noticed last night that he was going through another shedding phase (he gets kinda twitchy and quiet) and by this morning it seems the poor blighter has only managed to get half of the skin off and is not managing to get the rest of it removed from himself, and he's looking exhausted (slow gill movement etc). I decide to see how he's doing by this afternoon before I interfere, but I have to say my uncanny knack to sense near death in pets is kicking in (I had it with most of our pet dogs, horses, guinea pigs, rabbits, goats and cats...).

When Phil gets up we go do our weekly shop, and we also decide that it might be nice to have lunch out and combine that with a film that I want to see, Tim Burton's Corpse Bride. I quite like Tim Burton films, and really enjoyed The Nightmare Before Christmas, so working on the basis that his new release is very similar to that I thought it would be worth going to see.

Listening to a maggot is as good as listening to your conscience....

We get some good grub at Frankie and Bennies (I have steak for the first time in I don't know how long) and then go get our tickets and popcorn and watch the film. I enjoyed it lots, though I'm pretty sure it wasn't Phil's cup of tea (but bless his cottons for putting up with it just because I wanted to watch it). To give you a brief run down: Poor living girl betrove to rich Boy, rich boy has second thoughts, rich boy accidentally marries dead girl, living girl is tricked into marrying a con man, meanwhile rich boy finds out living girl is married and decides dead girl isn't so bad but he has to die to be properly wed to dead girl. Rich boy decides to snuff it but just in the nick of time everyone figures it all out and they live happily ever after and dead girl gets to go to heaven.

We then head home, and poor Brutus is just about dead. At a last ditch attempt to help he we try and remove some of the excess shed to make it a bit easier for him, but by the time we are heading to bed it's pretty obvious that he's given up the fight.

RIP Brutus 20/09/05 - 30/10/05.

Posted by Abi on the October 30, 2005 10:20 PM