After almost 7 years of hard smoking, I finally just broke my first piece. The first piece I ever bought. Triple blown custom bubbler... hammer style with different shaped knobs around the base.... Red, green and yellow swirls running along it but still mostly clear glass.... and the most GIANT bowl you could ever imagine on the thing.... I am so bumming (and sorry, but my camera has been dead for months so no pictures. I even remember going to buy it. Was an emotional moment. I walked into the store and I immediately fell in love with it. Made a beeline right towards it and next thing I knew I was walking out with it in hand. I called her Vera. We went everywhere together for the past 2-3 years (was a joint smoker for my first 4). I took her on long walks and bike rides, messages her daily and made sure she was prim and proper the whole day through. She finally met her match today when my cat decided to start pawing at it and it fell 6 feet on to a concrete floor. My heart sank when I heard the commotion from upstairs. I was devastated. I've already started crafting a small viking boat out of hay and cardboard. and I plan on going up to the lake tomorrow to give her a warriors send off. So tonight, for me Blades, will you raise a glass in honor of Vera and sing her praises? She was a warrior, and may the memory of her live on.