I don’t normally post on Mondays, but I thought I would give you all an udpate on our family pet.
Nemo went to the big pond in the sky today. He took a turn for the worst Sunday morning before church. At about the same time I was trying to get the boys to brush their teeth before heading out the door, they noticed him twitching sideways again in his tank.
Needless to say we were late for church as we tried in vain to to help him. He must have offically died late Sunday night or early Monday morning.
The boys actually took their fish’s death quite well. We buried him in the corner of our front flower bed tonight. My oldest wanted him to have a headstone, so we found a big rock and painted his name on it.
We cleaned Nemo’s tank last Wednesday so I am hoping and praying that had nothing to do with his death after what happened last time when we nearly killed him. I just have to keep telling myself that he was at least 4 years old – which in my opinion is ancient for a goldfish.
Boogers on the Wall 