We saved eight fish from the puddle. Six died. We burried five in the meadow. The other one was the smallest and I flushed him down the toilet. I hope the last two live.
When I was six my first fish, Happy, died. I burried him on the side of the house and tried to dig him up one year later. He was gone.
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especially seeing a picture of one of the fishies =(
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oh and i am very excited to have found you
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