His name was Eagle. At least, that's what his sticker said. Today, whilst cutting into some particularly hard sand, his handle broke off. It was near the base- I don't think he felt a thing.
Most likely it was over for him in an instant. But for us, the suffering has just begun. Envy the suffering he was spared.
Rest in peace, Eagle. Rest in peace.
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