R.I.P Squishi

Squishi has gone to fishy heaven!!!!

He passed away last weekend.

Emma was still in shock on Monday morning, and as she talked to me about his last few moment of life, I NEARLY CRIED!!! In the middle of French!!!

And then I read the poem she wrote about him, and I DID cry! =S

Squishi
Small and orange
Eyes bright
Scales that glisten
and reflect morning light
Always hungry
Entertaining and funny
Very clever
Sweet as honey
Easy to talk to
Never bite
Always there
No sleep at night
Loved by all
We cried together
Your memory lives on
And it will, forever.