Alas, a beloved member of our humble household here at Apt. C1-4B has passed on to that big lily pad in the sky.
Nikki's frog Mona was discovered this evening reposing at the bottom of her bathroom-situated fishbowl (Mona was moved to the bathroom after she started making noises like an electric razor, keeping Nikki and Arielle up).
Mona was three years old, which is a respectable froggy age. We're not quite sure if she was even a she, but we do know that she was a good, faithful frog.
She really looked funny lying at the bottom of the toilet before we flushed her.
Good night sweet Mona, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest