Well, our remaining white fish, Emilie, was either unhappy with her conditions on the counter of our second floor bathroom, or she had just watched Finding Nemo where she learned that all drains lead to the ocean; because sadly, she took her life early Thursday morning.
Jason found her laying in the sink next to her bowl early on Thursday. She was last seen alive Wednesday night swimming in her bowl just a foot away.
When Marin woke up I gave her the news that White Fish Emilie had died. She stuck her lip out and said, "Mommy, now I just have no fish left in my bowl." I told her that White Fish Emilie was probably happy to be in heaven with Orange Fish Marin. She agreed and was over the entire issue about 30 seconds later.
Gotta love (almost) 3.
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