Our fish arrived on September 21, 2009.
Phil passed through the watery veil on October 1, 2009 after being attacked by his cannabalistic fishmates...they ate one of his fins. He was alive, and resting at the bottom of the bowl, having no way to reach the food at the top. He didn't make it through the night.
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| R.I.P Phil |
10 days later, on October 11, 2009, Taylor fed the fish their daily allowance of rations. All were alive and well. Not even ten minutes later, Kelsie walked over to the fish bowl to discover that Tim was now floating at the top of the water...no sign of a gill pump.
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| R.I.P Tim |
We had intents of having elaborate funeral services. We even held viewings for each of them, but alas, dead fish in plastic food container caskets sitting on the counter do not store dead fish well over a few days. And their glazed-over eyes were heart wrenching. We flushed them ourselves. No Phil carrying a bible, just some one on one time with our fish and us.
October 21, 2009 is coming in two days....
3 comments:
You are so eloquent! I love it! She tells the truth! :)
Are you feeding them the right kind of food?! :)
Poor fish. I hope you guys don't get anything bigger in the future...like a cat or dog! You are too funny!
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