Thursday, September 14, 2017

fish death

One died. It floated, slightly bloated with a red puffy eye, on the surface of the water.


I fished it out and threw it in the bin.

KK surmised, “Lu will be devastated”.

She got home from school, we told her. She wasn’t devastated in the least.

It might have been her favourite fish, but as the mate was missing entirely, and the carcass was beyond recognition, she didn’t quite know which it was.

She did make me paw through the rubbish bin to retrieve the body so she could “give it a proper burial”.


Her eulogy: Bye fishy. Have a good rest.

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