I talked to my store manager over the phone during work today (it was his day off you see) about some mundane, work-related thing I wanted clarification on.  After the work stuff was over, he told me that his childhood pet, a cat he got when he was 9 years old, passed away yesterday.  We talked about that for a bit nd he told me that he thought of me because we lost Felix in February.  He said that back then he didn't understand how I felt, but no whe did.  It's hard, very hard, to lose a pet whether it's to cancer or time or what have you.  I miss Felix.  I'd give all the toy robots in the world to have him back.

When my wife came home, she told me that the Father of one of her co-workers, that we've hung out with on occasion, passed away after having a heart attack followed by kidney failure.  Now, I've never met the man, but I feel for her loss.  I can't imagine what it's like to lose a parent.  My thoughts and prayers go out to her and her family.

I've always believed that death happens in threes.  It usually seems to, especially when it comes to celebrities.  So, I can't help but wonder who, if anyone, will be number three.  Hopefully, there won't be a third, but I'm sure there will be... somewhere.