I'm a bad mother.

[blustocking]

Milo the Fish died today. I just noticed it. He was alive when I got to work this morning and just now, when I went to clean his tank, I noticed him, not moving, nose pointed towards the gravel.

I'm sorry Emily.

I did not need this today. As if I weren't emotional enough, now Milo has to die. God I hate it when animals die, and now I feel like it's my fault. It's not directly. I cleaned his tank, fed him good food, put supplements in the water. But because he's at work, is a minor secret and I'm not here all the time. He didn't get fed often enough I don't think. Or maybe he got overfed. Oh crap. I suck. I suck. I suck. I suck. Poor Milo.

Now I have to go decide whether to flush him or bury him. Each is equally horrible.
Dammit. No more pretty, lively fishy to help me get through the day.

Fuck.

12:45am...

I carried him, wrapped in a paper towel, downstairs to the front of the building. I felt how little, how fragile his little body was through the paper. I did not like that. I know it's a fish. I know to some of you it's ONLY a fish, but it's still, or was, a living, breathing creature, only this one was innocent. Which is a lot more than I can say for most human beings. I buried him in a shady spot with trees and bushes and placed a large yellow flower, from one of the nearby plants, on top of the dirt. I couldn't bear the indignity of flushing him. Not even a Betta deserves to be flushed. So I buried him where he can feed the soil, plants, and trees. I can't help but cry.

I'm going home now. I have so much to do and now I really don't want to do anything but sleep.

Comments

Awwwwwww....

[locopuff.livejournal.com]

It's sad when fishes die because they're so dorky. Back when da Russ dumped me, I was too depressed to feed myself, much less the fishes, and they all died, including mine, which was a ceylon puffer I named Poop. He was da cute. But then he was all dead. I had a minor breakdown. I ended up flushing him. I figure I wouldn't mind being flushed.

Poop is a good name.

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

I knew you would understand. :}

We used to have a dog named Pooples. But we changed her name to Fuzz. Is that an upgrade?

[nejgasmo.livejournal.com]

Don't worry. He's in a better place. He's swimmin' in a fo'ty with da Jesus dawg, yo. Aw jeeeah.

I don't like flushing them, either. It doesn't seem right to put the dead thing down the same hole that you put the poo in.

Thank you, the Nej.

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

But if your fish is named "Poop" then it seems fitting. :}

p.s. Your icon scares me somthin' fierce.

milo isn't dead, blu

[haddob.livejournal.com]

he's just gone to a farm in the country. there are plenty of other fish and bunnies he can chase around, and lots of room for him to explore. there's a barn with a big warm pile of hay for him to sleep in. during the day he'll help out by herding the sheep and chasing wolves away.

though i'm a sarcastic asshole, i'm sorry your fishie is dead.

i would have flushed the fish. i would have convinced myself that i was doing the right thing by sending him out in his natural environment. maybe there would be a chance that he'd end up in the ocean, where all the dogs live.

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

dammit boddah, you made me smile.
I love the boddah.

I think Milo is happy fertilizing the bushes and plants for all the happy porn stars to enjoy. It's what he would have wanted.