Last night we lost our dear Shish. He had been struggling for quite a while now and I knew he wouldn't be with us much longer.
We got Shish as a wedding party gift from Vivian and Jake's wedding more than 4 years ago. He out lived two other Beta fish, one bowl change and two moves. Shish got his name from our nephew Noah. When he was very little and the family would come to visit us, the fish was the first place Noah would go. And he would exclaim "Shish shish!" And the rest was history. He had a place of honor on our "little table" with the flowers and candles and the picture of Antonio Banderas. The table looks very empty now.
A small, private funeral was held in the English bathroom last night while Amazing Grace was was played on the bagpipes in the back ground.
We will miss you Shish!