Monday, April 27, 2009

I Will Be A Horrible Mother

My fish died, and I honestly couldn't tell you when it happened.

I look over at my fish bowl, complete with typewriter, and started looking for ZZ, so named for his long red scales off his chin that made him look like ZZ Top. I see him floating towards the top, and so I nudge the bowl. His little fins didn't move anymore, and he just kind of drifted with the waves of the water towards the side. I poked him, and he sank.

(Affirmative. I poked one, it was dead)

I did all I could do. I took him to his final resting place and whistled "Taps" as I flushed him to heaven.

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