Tuesday, June 08, 2010
One of Cannon's fish went to the big bowl in the sky last week. It spent half the week gimping around the bottom of the bowl on one side. Cannon wailed about it when I told him his fish was dying but then Eric had a talk with him and told him that he'll be happier in fish heaven where he won't be in pain anymore. That was enough to satisfy Cannon so that when the time came and that dead fish eye was staring up at us from the bottom of the bowl (it didn't float to the top like we thought it would) it wasn't a big deal to flush "Billy" down the toilet.
We bought fish last year during spring break. I never expected them to live this long. The other three are still swimming.