Goodbye little fishy

Goodbye my little fishy. You were a nice fish. I picked you out of all the others at that wedding because you were the prettiest which is shallow, I agree, but in the end you had a nice personality too, for a fish. You liked your castle. You liked to eat. That is why we named you hungry Howie. You only lasted a year but I hope it was a nice year. That is quite a bit longer than we thought you would considering Zeeba liked to watch you swim, a lot. Eventually she gave up trying to catch you and just enjoyed your entertaining spirit. We all did. I promise I will get around to flushing you tonight, I just didn't have the time peace of mind to do so last night. Goodbye my little fishy.