I killed her.
I didn't mean to, but I did.
It was quick. I am sure she felt nothing. Perhaps some pain from her unfortunate fall. She was just trying to be free. I am sure she didn't suffer.
I didn't even notice until this morning. By then the damage was already done. Poor girl didn't even stand a chance. (Of course, we don't really know if it was a girl or not!!)
Poor Dory.
There she lies in her final resting place because I cannot bring myself to do the inevitable. Once I do, it will cause questions and accusations that I am not prepared for. I have no experience. She was, after all, my first.
Poor Dory.
I guess I will do what needs to be done, as hard as it may be. But before I do, let us pause for a moment to remember the wonderful (if but too short) life of Dory...Dory the fish.
1 comment:
Oh my! Poor fishy!
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