Tuesday, August 10, 2010

This one time...I came home to a dead fish

I would like to take a moment to remember a most beloved pet, Long John Silver. Because my dad is allergic to cats and my mom dislikes dogs and is also a firm believer that it is common for hamsters to escape from their cages in the middle of the night and then beeline to your bed to bite your toes off, I had many pet goldfish growing up. However, none of them were as beloved as my Long John Silver. He was such a sweet fish, always following my finger and surfacing when he saw me coming with his freeze dried shrimp. He never let on that deep down....in his little fishy heart, something was amiss. Just shy of his second birthday, I came home to find him dead on the carpet, a victim of suicide.

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