As I mentioned in a previous post, we got Braylon 4 fishies for Christmas.
We went together as a family on Mon., Dec. 28th to get them. All 4 fishies.
2 days later...Wed. morning, Dec. 30th...Donald left us.
Well at least we have 3 fishies!
1 week & 2 days later...Fri. morning, Jan. 8th...Douglas left us.
Well at least we still have 2 fishies!
2 days later...Sun. afternoon, Jan. 10th...Murdoch left us.
Well at least we still have Rheneas left!
1 day later...Mon. eve., Jan 11th...our last fishy, Rheneas, left us! And now we have none!
When the 1st fish died, Braylon cried just a little bit. The other 3 times, you could tell he was sad, but didn't cry about it. He's such a little trooper!
So whenever we get around to getting another fish it's going to be a GOLDFISH!






1 comment:
awwwe poor fishie. Did you flush him down the porcelain throne to send him to swimmy fishy heaven? aka...the toilet? Totally get goldfish next time & when the tank starts to show signs of getting dirty add a snail.
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