Once we knew we were moving back to Minnesota I knew we had to give them away -- it was only a matter of time. First went Siegel and Samuel to one friend, who passed them on to others. Then went Little Red to a sweet little girl for a birthday present. Then went Spike and Whiskers to another friend who wanted them for her daughter.
The tank is empty, drained and drying now. But I keep looking at it, looking for our fishy friends. Every time I come home I glance in that direction, expecting to be greeted by them. When I wash dishes at the sink, there's no one to entertain me.
I am a little embarrassed to admit this, but I miss those fish! Boo Boo was admirably good-hearted about seeing his pets doled out, and it was a relief for me to have them taken care of -- and not have to maintain the tank in our last weeks.
But still, they were our first family pets. They'll always hold a special place in our hearts, no matter how many fish we get, or flush, in the future.
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