My goldfish Feustus, a Christmas present from my sisters, died while I was at work on Saturday. I don't know why. He'd seemed a bit unhappy for the last few weeks, but I don't think he was neglected in any way.
Vale Feustus.
Directly after I took his photo, the display on the camera also died, leaving it capable of taking only pictures of blackness.
I refused to interpret these occurrences as omens.
R.I.P. Feustus
Posted by: constance | Wednesday, 06 April 2005 at 03:11 PM