R.I.P. Pinky

Ode to Pinky

You were pink.

You were our fish.

It sure did stink

In your little dish.

You made it to two-years old.

We forgot to feed you and didn't often change your water.

You suffered through heat and cold

And an evil rambuntious toddler.

Now that you have died,

We realize just how much we enjoyed you.

Ashlyn cried and cried,

And Tanner wondered when we can get a fish that's new.

Good-bye Pinky, you truly were one of the best pets we have had and Charlotte says she is sorry for the hand she played in your death.