Saturday, November 19, 2011

Free Willy

Well, I should have known that all this drama with death would somehow take a toll. Today, I was cleaning my grandma's very dirty fish tank. So dirty, you couldn't see the fish. I took 2 out. I couldn't find the other one. I knew it probably died or someone took it out. The second my grandma said to look for it laying on the ground, Ana found it. All I heard was, "Ewww!! It's right there!" My heart sank. Sank down, I nearly cried. I didn't want to look. I had to. Dried up, eyes open, skin tight.....
I probably cried. I didn't want to touch it. It jumped out of the tank. It wanted food. Fish suicide. Ana and everyone else joked about it. Calling his death "Free Willy" or "Suicide Fish" or calling the fish itself, "Stupid" "Suicidal"

My grandma reassures me it was an accident and it was his own fault. And I really miss that fish. I do, because I spent time looking at all 3 of them. No one knows what happened. That poor fish, it spent time with us and never would I think it would say bye that way. I'm at the verge of tears now.

Rest In Peace, beloved Fishy.

August 20, 2011- November 17, 2011

And yes, we found it today, but it died Thursday.

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