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Funeral Fit For A Fish

We lost a member of the family today. Harry the fish was under close supervision for suspicious behavior; his swimming and eating just lacked the usual joie de vive. Unfortunately, we discovered that a 24-hour hold (to use one of Rob's old ambulance terms) on a fish is a slippery matter, and the ordeal ended in tragedy. Harry Fish was discovered on the kitchen floor, not a flop or a flip left in his little blue body. Brief funeral services were conducted and a few post-flush tears were shed for "the goodest fish in the whole wide world."

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Chris said…
"I'm not gonna take a picture, I'm not gonna take a picture..."

I wish I could buy stock in your kid's future therapist.
Anonymous said…
Oh gosh!!! So cute. I love that little sis is also crying. She probably doesn't even really know why she is crying, but she is showing support. Adorable!!

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