Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Sudden departures...

Yesterday evening, Noah and I went to say goodnight to Nay-Nay and Day-Day*. Business as usual, we were sure to tap on the globe containing our dear little aquatic friends and say our customary 'goodnights'. I dropped in some fish food and let Noah slap the bowl a few more times with his pudgy little hands.

Research has shown that fish gazing can have positive health effects. From reducing stress and lowering blood pressure levels, to having calming effects on rowdy and rambunctious children, the presence of little floating fishies bring much value to the common household. Owning an aquarium is a relatively effortless option in the world of pet ownership (if you choose hardy fish) with invaluable benefits. In a world where 'Stress is the number 1 killer', pet fish are a positive addition to any American household.

When David suggested we set up a little fishy microcosm for Noah's enjoyment and pleasure, it was a request that was met with little resistance. The round and plump variety were purchased at a local aquarium retailer and were of the more rare and expensive breed of goldfish demanding a premium of $2.95 per fish. When Dear Husband came home, he was pleased with the setup, however, did express dislike for 'fat' fish and said "he would have preferred the skinnier ones".

Based on our experience I can attest to the following:

1. Having an aquarium filled with live fish brings an element of tranquility and peace into the home. The silent hum of the filter offers a soothing drone. And watching the silent creatures float by can be a very tranquil and hypnotic experience.

2. Having an aquarium with dead fish, on the other hand, creates and very disturbing and unsettling sense of panic and disgust.

While Noah was happily swatting away at the fish, I noticed that some bubbles had accumulated in the back area of the tank. Upon taking a closer look, what appeared to be a cluster of filmy bubbles was the blank and lifeless stare of a grey and cloudy eyeball encircled by tendrils of waving fish flesh. Nay-Nay had been dead for quite some time.

The sudden and unexpected decay of our fan-tailed friend was--absolutely disgusting and makes my skin crawl. Noah, on the other hand, possessing the spirit of innocence responded with a more humanly sorrow and shared a few words in a brief interview conducted moments after receiving the tragic news:


David has agreed to dispose of the body...however, it is unclear whether this will be before or after April 15th.

"Nothing is certain but
Death and Taxes".

~ Benjamin Franklin



*When we asked Noah to name his fish he promptly replied, "NayNayNay. DayDayDay". Hence, NayNay and DayDay.

1 comment:

Susie Kim said...

Poor Nay-Nay! Tell Dave to clean it quick! Eeesh!