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The Silent Death of Big G

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Jun. 12th, 2004 | 12:02 pm
気持ち: sad sad

Today I am sitting watching one of my goldfish die. It saddens my heart to see it float aimlessly throughout the fish tank. I can tell that it is going to die because there is no control or jubilance in its swimming patterns. It floats up, floats down, and when it comes under the flow of water, it crashes down to the bottom of the tank, yet shows little signs of pain, nor a reaction to the rocks on the bottom.
I first noticed the fish was acting strange. It looked like it was dead, but it still moved, awkwardly. I do not know how much time the fish will have to live, but I do know that it will die. I can see that.
Death is a strange thing. We never know when it will come for us, but we can recognize it coming for others. I wish I knew how to prevent the death of this fish, but since I am not a veterinarian, I am a prisoner of the speculation of death. I do not find this in anyway amusing, nor speculating, but my heart fills with sorrow as I watch the silent torment of the fish in the tank.

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ana723

From: ana723
Date: Jun. 12th, 2004 11:22 pm (UTC)
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I'm so sorry for your fish. I've watched several of mine die and it's always awful. It always surprises me the strong attachment we can form to these small animals.

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yamkaori

From: yamkaori
Date: Jun. 13th, 2004 08:32 am (UTC)
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金魚ってすぐ死んでしまうよね。

yeah,we are a prisoner of the destiny.
dead or alive,happy or unhappy,health or ill,we cannot choise.
sometimes it makes me so bad.

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