REST IN PEACE, KILLER CACTI
There’s prolly a reason why most people, people with greener thumbs and more common sense than me, don’t buy plants and such at Ikea. That reason is that said plants die—like, a really brutal death and stuff. A moment of silence for the death of my kitchen cactus. He’s been in poor health for a while, but it looked like he was gonna pull through. Sadly, he took a turn for the worse last night and went to the big plant farm in the sky.
Sniff, sniff.
This is my open casket—er, garbage can—viewing.
For those of you lucky to have met my sickly cactus, I hope he touched your life. He was kind of good like that, always looking to make a difference and make people feel special. Feel free to share your stories here. If we keep his memory alive, he’ll never be forgotten.