more fish farewells
so long, bert the second. so long, dick. it was swell while it lasted. the end.
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oh no!!! both of them?!
Oh no!
wow. Fish are tough. My brother had several in row when we were younger. I don't even remember if he named them after a while. I'm sorry they didn't make it (your fish, that is).
when scout was 3, she had a fish that she named ryan, after her true love. she was always very careful to specify which ryan she was talking about.
"i gave ryan some fish food...ryan my fish, not ryan my friend"
"i went to burger king with ryan...ryan my friend, not ryan my fish"
i don't know anything about goldfish but was just wondering since so many deaths lately -- could it have anything to do with the temperature of the room or water? it seemed pretty warm upstairs during the day
my dad and i are thinking i may have slow-cooked them
well, there's your excuse to move them downstairs (when you get new ones, i mean) -- that way your mom can't complain or she's guilty of their deaths... (and didn't she say something about considering getting you a fish before she knew you got some?)
yes. isn't that cute? i think she didn't want me to be lonely while they were gone. :)
i've decided i'm not going to get fish again til the fall, though (but then they'll probably freeze to death, so maybe i shouldn't).
and, side note, my chiropractor loved that their names were dick and bert. :D
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