Born about 13 weeks ago, this wonderful woman met tragedy before her time early Monday March 30, 2009 at 1:28 am. This post will document the life and times of Ethyl Moldini.

Earlier, simpler times.

Ethyl at the prime of her life.

After suffering a sliced throat from heavy hair, there were drying issues resulting in what I thought may have been mold, but thought the problem was solved and carried on anyway. Tonight I noticed that the smell had worsened and I began suffering from swollen throat glands. I proceeded to attempt an emergency mastectomy:

but the mold had spread and I feared for my health as well, so she had to go.

I hope no one saw me dispose of the body.