The other day we lost our Beta fish Bell. My children were heartbroken. After we told Syd that Bell, our fish for the past 18 months, had passed away Sydney said, "So now that Bell is dead can we get a cat?"
Morgan showed her inner feelings even more than Sydney when we had this conversation in typical Morgan fashion with her head cocked to the side, chomping loudly on gum, with a slightly arrogant air about her:
"So Mom our beta fish died."
"I know. She was old."
"So are we gonna like eat her now or something?"
"Umm no, but glad you see you are handling your emotions so well." :-)
Despite the lack of emotion I expected to see from a 5 and 3 year old, they didn't want to flush the fish so we proceeded in typical pet-loss fashion and buried Bell The Fish. Sydney said a few words while I watched, trying not to mock the spectacle Loren created. I am not much of a "pet funeral" person--maybe I am just callous or lacking emotion, who knows? Either way, the funeral continued. Sydney said she loved watching Bell chase her food. Morgan said she liked when she hit the fish tank to scare Bell. As you can tell, my girls will miss their fish dearly. They didn't even wait for the body to cool off before they plotted how to get a cat. Not sure about that one yet. I don't want to imagine what a cat funeral would look like.
~Syd is heartbroken, clearly.
~Morgan hides the pain inside---deep, deep down. :)
~It is fascinating watching dad scoop the fish carcass out of the water.
~There is a great place for her final resting spot...right next to mom's Mothers Day Flowers.
~Those are fake frowns...they were just excited to watch dad dig in the dirt.
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