Somewhere in this house is an escapee from Madagascar. After tearing up my room looking for her to no avail I'm hoping that Sonny found here and ate her to save me from being found out. I'd be in so much trouble if I had to explain the hisser to whoever found her. I don't even know how she got out or exactly when within the last 48 hours. And this morning I woke up to find Patron Alabaster, my male goldfish, belly up. Things are just not going right.
