Last night just before dinner, i was getting ready to change our fish, Dorothy’s water. I noticed that i didn’t see her swimming around so i looked closer. She was bent on her side and down by the little plant that we had put in her fishbowl just a few weeks ago. We haven’t told Nathan yet, not that i think he’ll understand. But, i certainly did cry. David doesn’t understand why i am so emotional about a fish, but the truth is, i got used to seeing her every day in my kitchen just swimming around in her little bowl. I am really saddened by the whole thing.

Bye, bye Dorothy.