I killed my Roomie

I think I accidently killed Harry one mornning. I saw a spider on the bathroom floor and my instincts to step on it were moving quicker then my memory of naming the spider in the bathroom Harry and wanting to have him as a room mate. The last few mornings I have looked around for Harry and have not seen him so I am afraid that the little guy who held such promise, to more than a spider, died like a spider.

I am sorry Harry & may you rest in peace.