It is with much regret that I have to inform you that poor, poor Elmo is dead. He passed away some time today and now stinks of rancid fish.
Elmo was my sister’s pet hermit crab. I know, some people get kittens or puppies, at least something you can stroke or take for walks. This think looked like a reject from an Alien movie and hated being handled, not that you’d want to.
It lived an oh, so short life within a shell painted brightly with an image of Sesame Street stallwart Elmo, his/her/it’s namesake. It died peacefully without anyone noticing and now smells a bit.
Goodbye Elmo, I think we’ll be buying a better pet next time, like a cockroach or something.