Good-bye, Lucy

Well, our dear pet didn't make it very long. Mommy wanted to just flush Lucy but considering it was our first real pet, she agreed to a funeral. We waited until daddy got home (because mommy doesn't do so well in this department) and decided to bury Lucy under the oak tree. Daddy brought out the big shovel, although mommy thought a spoon would have been sufficient, and after digging a hole probably close to 6 ft under, we said a little prayer and I sang 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star'. It was a beautiful funeral for our beautiful little fish.