as near as i can tell, it didn't take long.
i'm referring to the unfortunate and sad loss
of my very most favorite pet.
Gil the goldfish bit the big one this afternoon.
of all the animals i've ever held any affection at all in my heart for,
he was the one lil' fella i really liked.
he died in a vase, of all places,
waiting for me to get him a downsized aquarium home.
i got home with his new house,
and a teary, bleary eyed jess hit me with the news.
i realize that pet shop feeder fish are designed
for the disposably brief short term,
but my little buddy outlasted all his ichthyoid brothers and sisters,
and finally gave up the good fight after a whole slew of years.
he's now interred for his eternal slumber at this new house,
a reminder that all new beginnings start at the end of something else.
better days are always the ones ahead.
he will be missed...
the well-earned sleep of the dead, ya'll.
never quiet, never soft....
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