Here is Sadie the kitty up in a tree looking for birds.
After our cat-tasrophy we decided on fish for Sadie's birthday. So when we got home from Florida we went out and got 4 little fish. Unfortunately within a week they all had Ich (a paracite) and we lost 3 of them in about 4 days.
When the first one died I showed it to Sadie and we went together to the toilet to say goodbye and flush it down. Of course I throw it in and flush and instead of going down the water comes up (apparently Max had been dumping paper in...AGAIN).
So there I am plunging the toilet with the dead fish bobbing up and down with each plunge and Sadie screaming "He's alive mom...looks he's moving". I had to explain no he's dead its just the plunger until finally he went down.
Then she told me "maybe he will come alive again when he gets to the poopy lake". No sweety, dead is dead. "Okay".
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