OK - how do I write a eulogy for a fish? What can one say about a fish? She (maybe) was quiet. S/he didn't eat too much, but did have an annoying habit of spitting at the water just right so it would spill out of the tank if s/he was hungry. Dorothy never got sick and always stayed in her tank (unlike other fish we've had). She made the kids happy when she swam. She leaves behind 2 other friends - Pizza and Plokie.
Kidding aside, I feel bad for Abbey. She actually teared up over the fish. I was just wondering how we'd get her out of the tank considering her impressive size (almost 7 inches). But in the true spirit of a child raised in the country, she said a small prayer for Dorothy and put her in the woods to continue the cycle of life in the form of food for some other animal (probably our dog Lucy who was eyeing her with a hungry look in her eyes).
At least Abbey understands that life begins and ends and is OK with that. She's not lost a person she's especially close to yet, but she did come with me to my mom's funeral when she died a little over a year ago. While we were crying and saying our goodbyes, my sweet daughter was busy drawing a picture of Grandma with Jesus smiling at us. That says it all to me. She loves her pets, but understands they are just animals and the more important issue isn't where to bury the pet, but rather where we end up after life on earth ends for us. Do you know where you will end up? or do you prefer to think it just ends like it did for our fish?
Kidding aside, I feel bad for Abbey. She actually teared up over the fish. I was just wondering how we'd get her out of the tank considering her impressive size (almost 7 inches). But in the true spirit of a child raised in the country, she said a small prayer for Dorothy and put her in the woods to continue the cycle of life in the form of food for some other animal (probably our dog Lucy who was eyeing her with a hungry look in her eyes).
At least Abbey understands that life begins and ends and is OK with that. She's not lost a person she's especially close to yet, but she did come with me to my mom's funeral when she died a little over a year ago. While we were crying and saying our goodbyes, my sweet daughter was busy drawing a picture of Grandma with Jesus smiling at us. That says it all to me. She loves her pets, but understands they are just animals and the more important issue isn't where to bury the pet, but rather where we end up after life on earth ends for us. Do you know where you will end up? or do you prefer to think it just ends like it did for our fish?
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