Seriously, could anything be more sad than a fish funeral? The boys finally talked me into letting them keep a goldfish from a laurel/priest activity I was helping with and now we are in mourning around here! The fish died yesterday and was ceremoniously scooped out of her fish bowl (the boys decided she was a girl) and given a proper flushing as the boys each took turns saying things like "you were a good fish Wanda", and "gold fish are cheap so we can get another one don't worry". I have decided that this is one of the reasons I am not an animal lover. I hate loss, any kind of loss and having a pet is just one more liability in that department. It was a good thing we had the belated valentines dinner to look forward to last night.
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I feel for you. We have had several fish funerals at our house complete with lots of crying.
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