Decline and Fall of an Empire

After standing guard over the kitchen and my sanity for a week, fending off assailants and irritants of both, Mr. Carrot Zombie fell into ill health and descended into the depths, to return circuitously to the ground from whence he came.








(**After this send-off of my tuber friend, if I ever have an apartment/house where I have a garbage disposal, I am seriously considering naming it "Sheol" because I could giggle any time any unsuspecting vegetable descended into it. Plus, have you ever looked inside a garbage disposal? Nasty place.**)