RIP fishy

Once upon a time, we attended a friends Nemo birthday party. It was great fun, and the goody bag was even more exciting. A real live fish! (or two or three.) Being unprepared, we drove to the petstore and purchased the equipment needed to house such a pet. This was in 2003. Let's forward ahead to 2008. We lost Fishy on New Years Eve. It was horrible to say the least. This was the first time that Sam had experienced a loss. He was crushed. Unfortunately, I was totally unprepared in how to explain death to him. It was a long and twisted story, but Fishy now lives in the Atlantic and we are going to visit him this summer. He lives with his former tank mates (Lucky and Lefty, that we lost almost immediately) and will be much bigger when we get there. Why of why didn't I just tell him that he went to Fishy heaven? Now we are going to spend part of our first beach vacation searching for a fish that never made it to the ocean. Geez!