"It's dead Buddy. Daddy's going to have to flush it down the toilet." Mrs. LIAYF informed Lukas.
"Ohhhhh" he whined. "But he was my fwind". "Can't we keep him?"
"Nope, sorry. If we do, his body will just start to decay and then some flies will find him and lay eggs in him" she held her ground.
"I know what we can do" he whispered quietly with a smile forming on his face "We can put him in a box and keep him in my room where things can't get to him."
It seemed like a pretty sound plan.
"No Buddy, friend or not, we are not going to box that thing up so you can keep it in your room Silly. That's kinda gross" she responded with a smile of her own, as she politely asked me to dispose of the body.
"Really? This was your friend?" "Uh, sorry Bud" I laughed as I picked up the large dead house fly with a piece of toilet paper and unceremoniously deposited it into the toilet bowl, before sending it on its final journey.
Thankfully, he didn't seem too broken up about it.
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A time honored tradition. Hasta luego.
Please do not tell Lukas about all of his friends I've killed this week alone.
We feed our dead to the fish. Circle of life.
And I'm thinking it's a rat or, some dirty old roach. Good story....
Poor kid. When our first fish, Dorky, died we had a full on burial and funeral.
Awww. What a sweetie. Thank goodness it wasn't Mr. Hanky.
Wow. You were not kidding when you said he was a social little guy.
Hey James, I've been perusing your blog for a little while and I just wanted to let you know how awesome it is. Your banner is cute and your posts are all hilarious! I was also glad to find a guy on here, as a lot of blogs seem to be written by SAHMs (whom I have nothing against, but I like a little variety every once in a while). You sound like a very cool guy with a wonderful wife and an adorable son. :D May the Fourth be with you! (Belated, but still relevant.)
Burial at sea, always honourable!
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