Well I thought this fish was really hardy, BUT there was a death in the family today. The poor thing had lived through ear dewaxing drops, water with out the slime coat in it lots of water changes--- then my mother started feeling sorry for the fish she said it was to COLD and went and got a heater for the tank. Woke up the next morning and the fish is dead. My mother is crying Madison is crying and I am saying it is a fish, so we had to have a funeral. Quick into the Celistial Tea Box you go and Paw Paw dug the grave and Caleb was the Paul Bearer. And for my mother she can never work at a Humane Society. Caleb's main focus was are the worms going to eat the fish because that would be COOL.
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This is HILARIOUS. I died laughing. I really think this anecdote should be made into a children's story book. If I ever write a Ramona-style book, I will be buying the rights to this wee tale. I love Caleb carrying the fish coffin box. I love the funny irony of worms eating fish . Little does Caleb know, he just alluded to Shakespeare (food for worms). And I love that your mom can't handle a fish dying but can raise two wild, tough, adventurous kids.
-Annie
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