On December 6, Katelyn's fish Pinky Purple passed away. She became a member of the family on Katelyn's 5th birthday. After dinner that evening, David pointed out that she was on the bottom of the tank gasping for air. We told Katelyn and she was very upset (surprising, given that she never paid attention to the fish anymore). It was rather funny too, because Maya kept going over to the fish tank and telling the fish to swim. Then she would come and ask us why the "sish" wouldn't swim. So we explained to her that the fish was dying and she thought we meant asleep. Because then she would go yell at the fish, "wake up sishie, wake up." Then she would come tell us that the sishie won't wake up!! And Jacob just kept telling Katelyn it was her fault because she always forgot to feed the fish!! Which just made Katelyn mad.
Later that evening, Pinky Purple finally died. I thought it was terrible just letting her sit on the bottom of the tank suffering like that, but David didn't think we should just flush her. Katelyn cried and asked me to take a picture of her. The next morning, Katelyn was still grieveing her fish and was a rather sad little girl. She drew a picture as a remembrance. And being the good dad that David is, he got a match box out for a coffin and we buried her in the flower bed. We will always remember Pinky Purple as our first pet and hopefully the last.
