I am sad to report that Karl, our pet cockroach, passed away very early this morning. He died peacefully, surrounded by his favorite things – his hollow log, his food bowl, and a tender morsel of fresh bread. I don’t know that he had a long life, by cockroach standards, because we don’t know how old he was when we adopted him. But I hope that he had a happy life, and I know that he’ll be remembered fondly. There will be a very private service in our yard some time tonight.

Good-bye, Karl.