Last night I saw him lying on the bottom and knew he was a goner. I went to bed dreading the thought of seeing my little girl experience loss. She cried for quite a while this morning, but then we put him in a pretty little box to bury him in. She is thankful that he is not sick anymore or in pain. She asked if fish go to heaven... well, I told her there were beautiful lakes there, so maybe! I am thankful that I don't have to clean out his bowl anymore, but I'm thinkin' little G is going to ask for a fish to replace Tiger and how will I be able to say no?! I won't.
Today was a farewell hair day as well.
See that beautiful long hair on my middle daughter, Squeaky the Kid? If you've ever heard her in real life you'll know why we call her that.
She's been begging me to cut it for a month now... I was dragging my feet but finally gave in today.
I'd say she looks rather sassy!
Look closely at those eyelashes. They sure didn't come from me!