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Rest in peace, little fishy. I thought I would have a long time ahead of us to use your little fishy blog tags…
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Clifford Takes a Break
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Aw, sad. Where’s the “dislike” button?
Shoot, you can “like” the drawings I suppose. Because they are *so good.” Ha.
Oh no!!!! Hurry and get a new one. Fish are hard to tell apart. That’s probably bad parenting advice!
Z-man thinks this is a good lesson for her about mortality. First thing when I got home, she told me Clifford died. Then she told me he misses her…
*Tear* That is so sad…
clean water shouldn’t have killed him unless it was too hot or too cold for his body to take. more than likely, if he was in really dirty water for a long time, he died because of that. even filtered tanks can get really intense ammonia buildup if the water isn’t changed, and that is highly toxic, especially to little guys like bettas. sad to see him go.
Maybe it was too hot or cold. We did change the water like once a week. I don’t know. Maybe we’ll do a better job next time.
Fish always die when the water gets changed. The experts will tell you to let the replacement water stand in a “buddy bowl” for 24 hours before the exchange so as not to shock the fish. I think that’s just “busy work” so you’ll think you are doing everything humanly possible for the well being of the fish. Fish seem to prefer the muck. Actually, I think they just die either way.
He lived a pretty good life for a first-time fish. Other than the fact that he died, that is.
Sad news.
But if it’s any consolation, I do think Clifford’s later years were happy ones.
Yes, and apparently we are going to the pet store tomorrow after work to get another fish. I wonder what his name will be…
So much suspense waiting for the name of your new addition to be! My condolences on Clifford’s passing. I do agree with Z…a good lesson in mortality and reality.
She had a pretty rough time with it at bedtime. She drew a picture of Clifford and then cried for a while…until she finally fell asleep. Poor, sweet girl. Hopefully the next fish death will be easier on her.
Awww…sad. Everything is harder in the dark and quiet of night. A good lesson, but certainly a tough one.
I feel like a monster for laughing so hard at the illustrations, but Holy Hilarious, they were funny! We have survived two cats which we loved very much and whose deaths may have helped the boys in a small way grapple with the deaths of two of their grandparents. Love never dies, not even fishy love.
She had a rough time with it last night, but we’re planning to start again and try to enrich another fish’s life. We need SOMEONE to show our clean teeth to after we brush them, after all!
Life goes on, after all…