A few minutes ago, Brenden came in and asked me what happened to his fish. The fish isn't in the bowl, he proclaimed! HUH? So, I went to examine the bowl. Alas, the fish was, in fact, missing! So I asked around to find out if anyone took the fish out. Nope!
Slowly, Brenden and I walked back into his room. We looked around and gasped when we saw the fish, laying still under a table and chair, a few feet away from the bowl he called home.
Poor fishy. He somehow got out of his bowl, and then proceeded to move himself over a number of feet across the floor, under a table, finally settling beneath a chair, where he died. :(
Brenden was sad. And wants new fish.
2 comments:
What a creepy and depressing post....sorry about your suicidal fish :(
I know.
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