HOW DO I 
                        LIVE WITHOUT YOU? 
						
                        by
                        DICKONFAN RATED FRC | 
                        
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                  A Personal Note from SkyWench 
                  to Dickonfan: Thank you so very much for this beautiful homage 
                  to my dearly departed Peanut, one of the former mascots of 
                  Tracy Island Writers Forum. It is very much appreciated! 
                   
                  
                  How do I 
                  live without you? 
                  
                  Why did he 
                  have to die? He hadn't even been in my life for very long, and 
                  now he's gone. How will I ever want another to care about and 
                  to care for? 
                  
                  These were 
                  the thoughts and feelings running through my mind when the 
                  call came through for International Rescue's services at a 
                  fire in a top secret laboratory where work on developing 
                  biological warfare agents and remedies took place. Hoping I 
                  would find momentary relief from my pain, I threw myself into 
                  the rescue, working with the Tracy brothers to save not only 
                  laboratory personnel but as many of the laboratory subjects as 
                  possible. 
                  
                  As the 
                  boys were packing up to return to Base once the crisis was 
                  over, I lingered near the area where some of the lab personnel 
                  and subjects were being administered to by various emergency 
                  medical personnel. And there I saw him, drawn to him as to no 
                  other before. He was beautiful, perfect in every way. I 
                  couldn't bear to be parted from him and so found a way to 
                  sneak him on board Thunderbird Two, to have him with me 
                  always. 
                  
                  When all 
                  were asleep that night, I whisked him to my bedroom, to share 
                  my love once again with a most-beloved life. He didn't know 
                  that the cage in which I put him had so recently belonged to 
                  another. He just went right to the wheel, got in, and started 
                  running to his heart's content. 
                  
                  Life 
                  without a precious hamster is just not worth living.  |