Memorial of the Fishies
This past weekend, Piggy died. His funeral services were held in the bathroom, March 17, 2018, where he was flushed away.
Poor Piggy. He was an eating machine who sometimes preferred to slide on his belly while he ate. In true Piggy fashion, he was found with his face smashed into a pile of food at the bottom of the tank.
Not many people knew Piggy's real name. It was Malerick, named after the killer magician in Jeffery Deaver's book "The Vanished Man." Piggy was no killer, though. He was pink and he loved to eat, hence his name Piggy.
Piggy's cause of death was not the "ick" which had plagued him, for he was finally cured of that. It was the chlorine in the water. The Tribe has been dumping chlorine into the already clean water, more than is necessary, and more often than necessary. No amount of drops in the tank could remove the chlorine. They poisoned Piggy.
In our mourning for Piggy, let's not forget the other fish who met a similar fate, in other times. Before Piggy, there was Dr. Caspian Oatmeal Lecter. A black king fighting fish that couldn't tell the difference between reality and a reflection. He constantly rammed his head against his reflection and made faces at it so scary that he would run in fear from himself. Several times he knocked himself out. One night, he was found behind the Tiki he called home, dead. Some believe he died of the "ick." Others think he finally knocked his own brains out. But others believe that he finally scared himself to death.
There was Jaw Breaker. He was a giant white fish, living in a massive tank with his neighbors, until one of the neighbors ate him in cold blood. I didn't know Jaw Breaker very well. He only lived for a week.
Before Jaw Breaker was a fish I didn't even get a chance to name before death took him.
And then there was Kato. He was just a plain goldfish, wise in all his undertakings, and as hardy as they come. He became so old that he turned white. And then on my ninth birthday, he was brutally murdered by a punk who poured canola oil into his tank, and then fled the scene of the crime. Little did the wretch know that there was a witness.
Piggy has joined these other fish in the sky. We shall remember Piggy, my little fat slob.
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| pic by Aaron Huber |
Not many people knew Piggy's real name. It was Malerick, named after the killer magician in Jeffery Deaver's book "The Vanished Man." Piggy was no killer, though. He was pink and he loved to eat, hence his name Piggy.
Piggy's cause of death was not the "ick" which had plagued him, for he was finally cured of that. It was the chlorine in the water. The Tribe has been dumping chlorine into the already clean water, more than is necessary, and more often than necessary. No amount of drops in the tank could remove the chlorine. They poisoned Piggy.
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| pic by Pietro Jeng |
In our mourning for Piggy, let's not forget the other fish who met a similar fate, in other times. Before Piggy, there was Dr. Caspian Oatmeal Lecter. A black king fighting fish that couldn't tell the difference between reality and a reflection. He constantly rammed his head against his reflection and made faces at it so scary that he would run in fear from himself. Several times he knocked himself out. One night, he was found behind the Tiki he called home, dead. Some believe he died of the "ick." Others think he finally knocked his own brains out. But others believe that he finally scared himself to death.
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| pic by kazuend |
There was Jaw Breaker. He was a giant white fish, living in a massive tank with his neighbors, until one of the neighbors ate him in cold blood. I didn't know Jaw Breaker very well. He only lived for a week.
Before Jaw Breaker was a fish I didn't even get a chance to name before death took him.
And then there was Kato. He was just a plain goldfish, wise in all his undertakings, and as hardy as they come. He became so old that he turned white. And then on my ninth birthday, he was brutally murdered by a punk who poured canola oil into his tank, and then fled the scene of the crime. Little did the wretch know that there was a witness.
Piggy has joined these other fish in the sky. We shall remember Piggy, my little fat slob.
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| pic by Danilo Batista |
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