New York kills

First, New York killed one of my beloved plants. I have never seen this plant anywhere else (botanical gardens, etc). It has thrived for years, and as a slow grower was finally filling out to be a lovely plant. Two weeks in NY and it just died.

Now our dear Miss Tang has suddenly passed away. She has never been as robust as Stanley-Bob, but yesterday she seemed her normal self. She was shedding. I was going to feed her today, but when I uncovered the tank.. Well, it was horrifying. She was lying there on her back, pale and lifeless. It looked as though portly S-B had taken a chunk from her poor dead tail. Her body looked as if she had hemorraged. Poor Miss Tang. Her life was short, but hopefully good. S-B is certainly heartbroken. He adored his woman. They made it through stalking, then seemingly good times, and some spells of domestic abuse. Was Stanley-Bob really to blame, though. Miss Tang bore him no children.

Both funerals were short, and the burial containers were white plastic. What or who will be next, New York? Am I next?