Rest sweetly, Gary Fishy...

Today my goldfish, Gary, passed on to his next world. *sniff* He had been struggling with a mysterious illness that left him listless, without appetite, and oddly curved. This evening I buried him (I didn't have it in me to flush him) with his favorite stones and a few tears.

I'll miss him.

A few words in memory:

he liked to be held in his tank...

he recognized his flake container...

he liked peas and rearranging his rocks just so...

Goodbye, graceful fishy...

xo.

Gary

2000-2009