So the boys have had a pet fish-fishy for 2 years. A betta fish. Not really sure how this thing had survived this long. About a month ago, the boys pulled the dresser over that fishy was sitting on and fishy fell out of his bowl. We are pretty sure he broke his back at this time, he never swam the same way again. This is daddy showing the boys fishy after he took him out of the bowl.
Look at your dead fish!
We decided to flush fishy. He had been dead for a couple of days before we did this. I was to scared to take him out of the tank- I don't know why. I made Dan do it. Fishy kinda fell apart when we put him in the tank. He had been dead for a couple of days- sorry fishy. We thought the boys should pray before we flushed him. This picture is them saying a prayer for fishy. Max and Carter only know one prayer- sorry . It's our prayer we say when we eat...." for health and food for love and friends, father we thank thee, amen". Appropriate? Probably not, but it's what they know and they fold their hands when they do it. How cute. As soon as we were done, Max couldn't wait to flush him down. They turned around and went back to playing.
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