The End

I have been savagely attacked, vivisected by felons and left for dead in a drug-induced haze in a stainless steel cage in some brick building in Berkeley.  Please divert law enforcement resources appropriately.  I haven’t much longer.  I hereby leave my remaining cookies, toys, beds, vehicle, salad bars and tripe to Siam Sam and Turtle.  My dental records are held in a similar building down the street.  I should like to be buried in Al’s backyard.

Tell Mr. Darcy my heart will go on and on.