Ode to Charlie

This post is dedicated to Charles Theodore, our beloved friend and companion. He was always here for my roommates and I, through thick and thin. Waiting for us to arrive, he greeted us on moving day with a chirpy little squeak. Every morning, he would say hello as we began a new day, thankful for such a reliable friend.

Sadly, Charlie recently met his demise. One afternoon, Shantel and I were sitting in our front room, working on homework, with Charlie peacefully watching over us with all the care of a loving parent. Suddenly, he was struck by a malicious construction worker in a dump truck. Charlie did not calmly give up his life, however. Before giving up the ghost, he smashed the rooftops of two buildings under construction, as if to say "Ha! Take that you construction worker! I'll show you who you're dealing with!" After his final punch, his broken body collapsed. I watched in horror out the window as Charlie toppled and crashed to the ground, his broken neck and crumpled body lying in a heap like a discarded umbrella. I watched as the caution tape was carefully roped around his lifeless form and as investigators began showing up at the scene. The construction workers all stood at the window, staring in disbelief at gruesome scene that lay beneath them.

After long hours of investigation and staring at the mess, Charlie's broken body was finally carefully taken away to be laid to rest. We shall never forget him, the best friend we ever had. May his soul forever rest in peace.

Poor Charlie :(

Charlie's poor, crumpled, broken body.

He did not die without a fight.

We shall forever remember Charlie's majesty as he stood keeping watch over us. Rest in peace, Charlie, rest in peace.