I am an unfit pet owner. Yes, Winger is no longer with us. Me. Any way, he literally went belly up or more accurately, belly sideways. I'm not sure what I want to do as a memorial and I know flushing him is bad. I need to buy some baggies. The funny thing is that I'm more worried that the two kids who helped me get him will think I'm a bad person than I am that I don't have a fish any more. I think that makes me an unfit fish owner. My only consolation is that fish are fragile pets.
So, for now, I shall live alone. I'm okay with that.
Movie of the Day: Finding Nemo. "Fish are friends, not food." I love that line.
2 comments:
Boo hoo, I am sorry that Winger went belly up.
Oh NO!!!!!! We cannot tell them until after school on Friday. They'll be a wreck!
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