We buried Flower and Goldie #3 this weekend.
Throughout our fish journey I found myself repeatedly worrying that one fish would die without the other, hence, Goldies #2 and #3.
Then, what do you know, on Saturday morning we found two dead fish in the tank. Emerson was really mellow about it, placing a request that our next pets don't die so fast. I am very close to agreeing on a dog. Just not yet.
Ida took it much worse.
After we buried the fish in the kids' secret hide-out, we built a snowman. We have been waiting since Christmas break to do it as part of Emerson's homework. Seeing as the snow up until this point was nonexistent or very little we never had the chance. Saturday's snow was perfect seeing as the weather was just warm enough to get it packing. I think he will write about it during Writer's Workshop.
Eulogy for Flower
Flower was a good pet.
I liked feeding her and how she swam around.
She had cute spots.
Eulogy for Goldies #1,2, and 3
Goldie played tag with Flower and that was my favorite part.
I liked picking you out at the store.