Sad day

Our beloved fish died. His name was Goldie. He was a dear friend to everyone...wait, just Jilliane...because he was a fish. He was found under the dining room table, in Zac's lair. Evidently, he jumped out of the tank and the 3-legged dog got to him...Goldie didn't make it and was nice and rubbery when found. Jilliane proceeded to have a melt-down. A funeral was held.

She found a wooden box, decorated it, and placed Goldie inside. I got yelled at by her for laughing. Ooops....

After she retrieved her tools, she took awhile finding a good spot for his burial. 

She dug one of the most shallow holes ever and then realized it wouldn't work, so she dug deeper. 

Jilliane patted it and was silent the whole time. (I didn't think I would ever type the words 'Jilliane' and 'silent' in the same sentence....)

His box was very well decorated. It says: Goldie, 2013, April 6, and good luck. There is Goldie, cushioned by her loving notes and toilet paper. 

 "Jilliane loves you Goldie."  "I will miss you forever!!!" (This was complete with a sad face with many tears coming out of it) and "Goldie: pretty, silly, loveing, Jilliane, funny" I think she scratched out fish...not sure. She really knew him...as much as you can know a fish...

 And here it is. His grave site. Later, she was trying to find a rock for his gravestone...

It was a sad day. 

So, because the Hopes get over grief having to do with fish very quickly, the next day we got 3 more goldfish...one of which she named LaFawnda...(off of Napoleon Dynamite)

She makes me laugh...even in her mourning...

Madeleine