On July 29th, 2009 Jeremy and I scurried around our apartment trying to get all of our things together for our trip to Texas. We had planned to leave at 2 pm, but of course we were running late. We finally hit the road at around 430. But in all of the madness, we forgot a very important detail. To leave amp with someone. For the near three weeks we were in Texas, I was convinced that Amp would survive. That we would find him alive and maybe even bigger than we left him. On our return, I was anxious to see amp. The first thing that I looked for when I opened the door to our apartment was my little pet. I found all of the water dried up in his home, and amp was sqwished between a rock and one of the walls. He was all dried up like a little raisen. How many days did he suffer until he died? I was so sad, and surprisingly so was Jeremy.
I just realized that we didn't even have a moment of silence!
We're monsters.
So, now amp is dead and Rexburg days keep getting worse.
But - in memory of Amp. Here are a couple of pictures.
Goodbye stinky.
