This morning life was normal, it made sense, you were still in my world and my world was complete.
Had I known that last night would be the last time I would talk to you and the last time I would look upon you I would have said more than simply ‘goodnight.’
I would have told you how much you meant to me, I would have told you I cared, I would have told you how at times when all about me is collapsing into madness you were my one link to sanity the one I could rely on to never change or let me down.
How will I tell the kids that you are now an angel in heaven, swimming in the big man’s pond……
I will be strong,
I will avert my eyes from where your tank once stood, I will remember with happiness the times you swam up to the glass whilst I poured the kids cereal. I will forget the time we went to Spain and forgot to feed you but will remember with glee the happiness that overwhelmed me to discover you were still alive when we came home.
Making a cup of tea wont be the same without our little joke ‘do you want one Muffin?’ as I pretend to tip kettle water into the tank whilst you pretend to hide behind your castle.
I will smile at our times together on the kitchen side, I will beam when I remember how blissfully silent you were, I will wipe away the tears when I recall how not once did I have to wipe your backside or clean up your wee.
Such a young fish, so full of promise, flushed away.
Muffin Blackmore – 2008 – 2011 – one helluva goldfish
Rest in Peace!