Goodbye, dear Cong Cong!

My dearest pet has sacrificed itself valiantly so that the rest of us can achieve greatness.

A few days ago, it was decided that Cong Cong had to die.

With a heavy heart, I brought Cong Cong to the gallows to await judgement.

Chubby Hubby intoned, "Cong Cong must die (because we have no more spring onion at home to cook with)!"

So, with my own hands, I brought down the knife on Cong Cong's green, upright head. Ah, so brave! Even to the end of its short, sheltered life, Cong Cong still holds its head up high! It makes me so proud!

Thus, with Cong Cong's valiant death, Nickie, Larry, Chubby Hubby and I have lovely spring onion to grace the table with and to garnish our fried noodles.

Ah, my brave Cong Cong!! Your death was not in vain!!