Last year we gained some extra family members in the form of 5 new fish, 2 upstairs in a bowl in Joshua’s room and 3 scaly friends in a tank in the kitchen. The 3 new member in the kitchen were called Boggle, Plankton & Squidward.
All had been well with them until the week before Christmas .. on the weekly maintenance check we noticed that we had lost one precious member …
The floating fish carcass was that of boggle (the bottom fish in the picture)
Now normally this would not phase me whatsoever, but when we discovered this issue the 3 year old was right behind us and had heard everything.
Obviously Joshua had not come into contact with death, but from the look on his face we knew, he knew it wasnt something good. So we are on the defensive and start explaining that sometimes things go to heaven and don’t live here very long, but we were sure that Boggle had loved his time here with us and that he loved Joshua.
For a few minutes there was silence
Joshua then turned to me and said ” So are you taking him to the Doctors to fix him now?”
Again a brief discussion about Doctors being for humans and Vets are the doctors for animals, but unfortunately there was nothing that could be done for boggle as he had obviously been far too poorly.
Again there was silence
“It’s OK Mummy I know Boggle had lots of fun when he was here, but you have to be careful as too much fun kills you”
What on earth can you say to the pearl … I wont lie, there were some grins and even maybe a little snort of laughter .. but this only lightened the mood as he thought he was then super funny.
That was until he relived the trauma on the phone to Grandma …
Since then there has been reference to this from Joshua but we have put him right that too much fun really can’t kill you …
Although my biggest question needs to be .. it really was the case for boggle .. what the hell was he up too .. surely fish don’t get that excitable?