Oops. Dead fish.
So I don't know how it happened or why it happened, but it was inevitable. I didn't think I'd make a good fish owner, and now we know that's true. I mean, the fish wasn't even floating in the bowl. It sunk. Maybe it got stuck under a rock and drowned? Maybe it really wasn't supposed to live with the plant. Maybe the chemicals we bought should have actually been used in the water. All I know is that today, for the first time in my life, I flushed a fish goodbye. I didn't cry any tears for Cali. No, the only tears today were for dishes. Now we know where my true love lies.
I guess if I really want another pet I could just catch one of those bunnies that always hops outside my window. You don't have to flush those.
1 comment:
Well, now I know who NOT to ask when I need a fish sitter!
Jokes!
Love you Miss Salt
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