Well, my beloved aloe plant fell off the deck for the second time. This time it landed right on the hood of my car. Now my car is dirty and my plant has no soil. And my other aloe, the one that the dog ate, is not looking very healthy. It's hard to give them sunlight when you're surrounded by so many trees and constant rain. But that's not the point of this post. I intend to find out exactly what happened to my plants. I don't think the dog knocked over either of them, reason being, she had no idea the plants were outside to begin with. She's not tall enough to reach the banister anyway. And don't tell me it was the wind, because it was a big plant that wouldn't fall over in a breeze. No, it had to be a person. Someone who hates me to no end. Someone with the intelligence of a retarded chimp. Someone like my brother. He was the only person home when the incident occurred. And the only person who resents me enough to murder my plants. Now, there is still some investigating that needs to be done, but I will get to the bottom of this. And when I find the culprit, he will pay with his blood.