Today, Ellie the birthday fish, died. We only had her for one week. She was a cute little black fantail goldfish. I was certain it was going to be tough on Brooke but as Bob suggested we just won't make a big deal of it. So we told Brooke "Ellie got sick last night and died. Should we bury her or flush her?" Brooke said, "Let's flush her but I don't want to watch." Then we discussed whether a fish can get to heaven via a toilet and we opted to call the pet store to see if they had a special place for Ellie. So off to Petco to deliver the coffin and an hour later we were home with a new fish. Meet Joe!
Joe is getting along just fine with his fish friends, Chelea and Kim! He too loves the new colorful cave Brooke purchased with birthday money from Aunt Joyce and Uncle Ouie (Uncle Ted).
2 comments:
Don't tell Brooke, but I had a good laugh over this post!
Hi Joe! And, Aunt Laurie, that may be the cutest story I've ever read. Adorable. - Troy
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