Remember the song from Oklahoma "Poor Jud, Poor Jud is Daid"? That was going through my mind about our little fish that had an untimely death.
Woody, the fish, was just too slow for a certain child of mine and after a few loving squeezes just couldn't make it through the night. So, good-bye to Woody and hello to two new betas that we haven't named yet.
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Poor fish. I know much about little kids squeezing fish. We had a fish for about 3 months right when we moved to AZ and that will be the end until they're both a bit older. lol. :)
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