With red puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks, he emerged from his room and told me he was ready to get dressed. We retrieved his navy blue button down from the closet and clipped on his yellow tie; I thought the yellow might lighten the mood a little. It didn't seem to.
With tissues in one hand and his tiny hand in the other, it was time to make our way to Ryan's first funeral.
The venue was small and musty, but that was to be expected. We all crowded in to pay our final respects and waited for the funeral to begin. Selfishly, I hoped it would be a short service. Don't get me wrong, I like a good funeral as much as the next guy, but let's get to the part where we can memorialize with a drink in our hand, shall we?
After a moment or two and some shuffling about, the speaker was ready to offer words of farewell.
Ryan - "You were the best fish and the best swimmer in the whole wide world and I'm going to miss you. I love you, Ryan Jr."
Ryan Jr. - beloved fish and gilled friend. In lieu of flowers, we ask that you make a donation to the "Help with Creative Pet Names" foundation.
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