Today was the day. The one Mommy was dreading for weeks now. We all had to say goodbye to "The Boy's." That was what we called our little fishies.
Mommy had a long, long talk with them last night (and I was not supposed to listen, but I snuck around the corner and did). She told them that she was sorry they had to go to a new home because Daddy is retiring and that we just couldn't find a way to have them fed twice a day while we are away for 4 months. She told them that they were good boy's and gave us all hours of enjoyment.
When I was a baby, Mommy would lay on the couch with me and we'd spend hours watching The Boy's swim round and around. I would get so dizzy, I'd finally fall asleep on her. I understand now, that was the main objective! Get little puppy Lily to sleep. But, that was when I was a baby, like almost 8 years ago!
Mommy loved the way they greeted her each time she went to the tank. The Boy's would come right up to her and she would talk to them. They had a special bond between them. Just like Muffin and I do with her.
Today she told them that she loved them one last time. Mommy told the lady today when she dropped them off, all of their names. Then Mommy started with the eye leaks and had to leave. The tank is still in the room until Saturday when some man named Randy will come and pick it up. His little fishies will go from living in their Condo to a Mansion. I'm sure they will love their new home.
Everytime Mommy looks towards the tank, her eyes drip. I can see just how hard it is on Mommy; to say goodbye to your babies after ALL these years.
Some would say they were JUST fish. To us, they were FAMILY!