Today started like any other. We had all noticed that Monkey Balloon had taken a beating over the past few weeks. Gracie and her friends have enjoyed punching and body slamming him on a regular basis, which has taken its toll.
This morning his partial deflation was obvious. But we truly had no idea how much he longed for freedom until this afternoon when, with the doors to the deck open and the wind to push him, he made his great escape.
And damn he was fast! We didn't have a chance to grab him and instead watched him float away over the house.
So RIP Monkey Balloon. We gave us hours of happiness and we thank you.