Dear Shredder was a good replacement fish for "E". Secretly, I liked "E" better then Shredder but I never told him that. I didn't want him to feel bad because he did a good job as a replacement fish. I think the poor rainbow beta with fins that looked as though they had been shredded must have known he was only second best because he jumped off the deep end...or should I say he jumped OUT of the deep end. As I was walking past his home, called a glass vase, I couldn't see the little guy in the there. I stepped closer to get a better look. "Where's Shredder?" It took Jaret and I a few minutes until Jaret noticed the shriveled up little cuisine on the floor. We fried him up and ate him. Just kidding! I'm actually feeling guilt because we didn't have a proper burial for him. No moment of silence. No story sharing time. We didn't even flush him down the toilet. Jaret scooped him up and placed him in the trash...then touched me with his gooey hand.
May you rest in peace our dear Shredder.
May you rest in peace our dear Shredder.
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