Our beta fish died last night. This was the fish that Jared's teacher gave him at the end of last school year.
You would think it was Jonah's fish, because it was Jonah that was crying.
We waited for Mac to get home and have it "buried at sea." As the Priest of our home, he conducted the funeral service.
We sang:
"I'll FLOAT away, oh glory,
I'll Float away.
In the middle of the night,
down a big toilet drain pipe.
I'll float away."
Jonah said a few words: "Spot had a great time with us, and we had a great time with it."
With one flush, he sailed away into the great beyond...our septic tank.
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