When I started to open it though, and I saw the pink shell, I froze for a minute. You see, I had been keeping mostly silent about poor Lobster's untimely demise -- I'd only told a few friends. I couldn't remember if I had told her. "Oh no," I worried, a little sad and embarrassed. "She didn't get a present for Lobster? Didn't I tell her...?"
I was so relieved when I saw her note. It said something like, "I saw this and thought of you and Lobster (RIP)." It wasn't a present for the dead crab, but a squishy pink new crab! Thank goodness. And what a delightful gift, once I got over my initial concern.
(....and yes, I do indeed live in a world where people buy presents for my pets. Don't you?)