So I was having my mid-morning snack at work one day (I graze about every 3 or so hours), and I came across this weirdly shaped grape. At first I was completely creeped out by it (which isn't hard to do to me) but then I became intrigued. Oddly enough, my coworkers were equally as intrigued so we decided to keep him.
I happened to have an empty candy jar at my desk so I named him Gilbert (don't ask how he automatically became a 'he') and stored him in the candy jar. As time progressed and he was still holding on, he became sort of a science project. About 3 weeks in, I was just getting ready to say goodbye to Gil - yes, he had developed a nickname, when someone outside of our department looked in his cage and said, "what are you doing with that raisin?"
OMG! He was raisining!!! At that point, I decided to see just how far Gil would make it and that I would keep him a little longer.
Well, yesterday it seemed that Gil was on his last leg and I realized I needed to say goodbye (sniff, sniff). All in all I can say that Gil had a good life and his burial was tasteful and definitely did him justice. Goodbye Gil. Hopefully you know the joy that you brought to our lives. You will be missed.
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