My Fish are Dead. Here is Their Memorial Service.

Uh-oh.

I think my fish are dead.

Not my real fish. I don't even have real fish. My virtual blog fish. Up there ^^^^, in the right corner. They either became ninja fish and we can no longer see them, or they died.

I feel quite sad about this. I killed virtual fish. I mean, who does that? 

I feel like we should have a funeral or something.


A FUNERAL FOR MY VIRTUAL FISH.
*Ah-hem.*

What is a Pet

A pet is such a special friend,
A friend in many ways.
Sharing love and companionship,
Just looking for your praise.

The clever things they often do
Bring a smile to your face;
And so to them I dedicate,
This small but special place... 

We are all here today in remembrance of the adorable fish that haunted my blog. Some of my favorite virtual memories are of the times I tried to get rid of blogging-block by seeing just how fast I could click and feed those fish. Would the fish explode if I fed them too much? Would they mind if I threw the food right on top of them? Alas, no. And not just because they were a simply designed widget, but because that kind of bond. That all give and no take. We gave them pixels of fish food, and they gave us joy.

Mark Twain once said, "Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy, you must have somebody to divide it with." I feel as though I may break beneath the mountain sorrow my dear fish have left behind for me. I shall never feel joy again now that they aren't there to share it with me.

Oh, fishies. Will you ever know the endless minutes of enjoyment you've given us all? Will you know how much you shall be missed? The idea of having to install a new widget to spruce up my blog saddens me so deeply.

I hope you are happy in the big internet server in the sky. I'll miss you every time I remember to think about you. Goodbye, fish friends.