Gone before we even said hello...

So I have been meaning to let you all know that we had added a member to our family last weekend. Brayden won his first fair goldfish and named him Petey. He was a cute, little goldfish and Brayden loved to feed him and watch him swim around his bowl...notice all the past tense I used in that sentence.

Yes, you guessed it...Petey has gone belly up!

He lasted 8 days with us. I came down on Sunday morning and Ben informed that Petey was sick and that he would not be getting any better. Ben told Brayden Petey was sick and let Brayden feed him his last meal, although truth be told, he ate his last meal the day before...but Brayden didn't know any better.

We hymned and hawed the rest of the day trying to decide what to tell Brayden happened to Petey. Ben wanted to tell Brayden that Petey was going to the ocean with all his fishy friends and then flush him. I was all about flushing him but not in front of Brayden. I just imagining how much it would cost us in plumbing bills to have 4 or 5 of Brayden's toys pulled out of the pipes after they were sent to the ocean by a certain little boy! Last night before I went to bed, I told Ben to flush Petey because it was really becoming quite disgusting to keep a dead goldfish on our kitchen counter.

This morning Brayden informed me that Petey was sick and that we needed to feed him "real food". He ran and got the stool so he could feed Petey but Petey was not were he left him. Brayden asked were Petey went and I told him that Petey had to go home. He said "Petey go home" and I said "yes, Petey went home so we went be able to see him anymore" Brayden said "Petey went home to see Mommy Petey?" I said "Yes, he went to be with his mommy." Brayden got down and went about his morning.

He seemed content with that explanation but he did ask for another fish so Ben is taking him out tonight to get a Beta fish because we have heard they live forever...just what we need, another nut in this nuthouse! Hopefully this next fish will last at least 10 years so Ben and I will be the only one's crying at his funeral at sea.