RIP Pinky

Kaitlyns first pet and beloved fishy, Pinky (finally) died. A little bit of history of Pinky. It seemed as Pinky was the one to pick on in the tank. The other two liked to chase it and bother it. About a month ago we noticed one of its eyes missing. Gross. Not sure what happened. A few days later, Kaitlyn woke me up in the morning by telling me that Pinkys other eye was popping out of his head. I went to go check on it and sure enough it was bulging out. It was so, so gross to look at. I decided to take her out of the tank and put her in a little container. Then, a couple days later the tail started to fall off. Weird. This fish had leprosy or something. With one eye missing, the other popping out and a tail almost gone, I tried so SO hard to convince Kaitlyn it was time to flush the fish and send it to fishy heaven. She wouldn't have it. She sat on that toilet for a long, long time sobbing. Everytime I would walk by either of our bathrooms she would run to it, thinking I was going to flush the fish.

Now, a month later, the fish finally died. In the morning she woke me up telling me the fish was doing a hand stand. I looked at it and I knew it had died. I told her it was time to flush it. We had a repeat of the toilet sitting and sobbing. I told her we could either flush it or bury it. She didn't want to do either. About 3 days later, with the fish discolored and now floating at the top, Ryan convinced her to have a little funeral for it and to bury it. She agreed, but she didn't know what a funeral was. So, this is what we did...

We let her watch the Bill Cosby episode of the fish funeral.

So, the next day they buried it.

Kaitlyn was perfectly fine with the whole thing. She was actually very excited to do it and didn't shed one tear.