Today as I went to change Mr. Bubbles' water and I got to take a good look at him. Half of his face was eaten by this fungus thing and he was having problems getting air. So I had to put him to sleep. I cried and cried and cried. To others it may seem silly to cry over a fish. But not to me. Mr. Bubbles was a unique fish. He let me pet his back and he was always excited to see me. If it was anyone else he would swim away. We had him for little over a year. I couldn't help but cry.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
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