JerseyJanice
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My 6 year-old DS had his first experience with death last night. That is, his betta fish Bluey died.
I was going to change its water and found it floating on top. The corpse was there for a while--probably since the weekend--because it crumbled into bits as I lifted it out. Gross!
DS cried, and in a sympathy-laden moment, I told him we could get a hamster. What the heck was I thinking when I said that? No way do I want to handle any miniature rat.
But then he showed me that we still have a big container of fishfood and said that we should get another fish. Phew!
I hate the fish badly enough. A hamster would be 50 times worse.
I was going to change its water and found it floating on top. The corpse was there for a while--probably since the weekend--because it crumbled into bits as I lifted it out. Gross!
DS cried, and in a sympathy-laden moment, I told him we could get a hamster. What the heck was I thinking when I said that? No way do I want to handle any miniature rat.
But then he showed me that we still have a big container of fishfood and said that we should get another fish. Phew!
I hate the fish badly enough. A hamster would be 50 times worse.


I'm glad you are getting another fish and not a hamster, though. I don't think I could tolerate a hamster