Published on 12, July, 2020
I had this squishy, glittery, flashing worry ball which I squashed repeatedly most days for a couple of years. Yesterday it finally couldn't stand being around me any longer and broke. There was stress-gunge and glitter all over the carpet. I cleaned it up the best I could but those mysterious glittery stains will always be there to remind me of my old friend.
He was loved by many, hated by others.
May his dear soul rest in yeast.
Many condolences on your sad loss.
I too have suffered a recent bereavment, my long-loved pot of Marmite has finally given up his last scrapings in sacrifice to my toast. He was laid to rest in the recycling bin. RIP.