[Daddy’s Protective Care, Citation: Steve Nickles]
About a month ago I bought my two-year-old daughter Sarah an aquarium.
We went together to the pet store to pick out four fish to put in the tank.
One of the fish died two weeks ago when Sara was at her grandparents’ house.
My wife flushed it down the toilet and didn’t tell my daughter about it.
This morning Sara found one of the other fish dead.
She found it caught up in one the fake plastic bushes.
My wife called me at the office and said that Sara had something to tell me.
In her two-year-old way, she explained to me the fish had died, she found it in the bushes, and her and Mommy were going to have a funeral for it in the back
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