Thursday, May 15, 2008
I'm Sorry, Woody!
Today at work I had to drive somewhere halfway through the day. I thought while I was out I might as well buy myself some lunch. I went out to the parking lot, got into my car, took some time to adjust my stuff, a CD, etc... there would have been time for Woody to escape!
He must have been sitting near my tire, resting in the shade. I love to do that, too (but, luckily, I choose not to do it under a car). Well, you can guess where this is going. When I backed out of my parking spot, I ran over Woody!
I felt just terrible. I lost my appetite and felt so sad!!! I never did buy anything for lunch. When I came back to the parking lot, I had to park in a whole different area, because I couldn't stand the thought of looking at a Dead Woody. Poor little guy!