Brock and Nemo have actually done quite well together. Nemo would often swim under Brock's lower fins, like going through a curtain. Brock would then "flare" to scare Nemo away. If this went on too long, I would scold them, and they would go to their separate sides of the tank. It was like having two more kids!
A couple of months ago, Brock started acting listless. I looked up betta illnesses on the Internet, and while he had some symptoms of some things, he didn't have all of the symptoms of any one illness. We weren't sure how old he was when we got him, so we attributed it to age, and prepared for his death. Amazingly, he kind of rebounded for quite a while.
The listless behavior started again a few days ago, but just kept getting worse. He stopped eating, so I put him in another bowl to feed him without Nemo grabbing the food first. When he still didn't eat, I put him back into his own aquarium where he was more comfortable.
Yesterday during the day, I could tell that he was on his last fin, so to speak. So I planned a fun "date night" with Ryan. He had gone to a friend's house to play right after school, so he was unaware of the worsening condition of Brock. I picked him up from his friend's house, and we did a little shopping, and then went out to dinner at Winger's. On our way home, I told him that I didn't think Brock would be alive when we got home. Sure enough, he was gone.
Ryan cried (wailed, really) for a few minutes. It was interesting - Nemo kept kind-of nudging Brock, like he was telling his friend to come and play. We gently removed Brock from the tank and buried him in our backyard, in a corner of the yard where almost 40 years of pets have been laid to rest. Ryan asked to spend a few minutes out there alone. It was very tender.



When we concluded Brock's service, Ryan pointed out the sunset, which was beautiful. He asked me to take a couple of pictures. Here is one through the branches of the cherry tree, under which Brock is buried, and the other one down the driveway.



I didn't take very many pictures of the game, since I kept my hands gloved and in my pockets most of the time. Many pictures I did take were blurry due to me shivering. But here's one of Ryan's corner kick, and one of the end-of-game-treat with the snow in the background.
I hope it starts to get warmer VERY soon!!!
Alice: "Look how hight I can lift my feet!"
Claire: "I'm pooped! It's hard work holding up Alice's foot!"
Claire: "I'm so funny I make myself laugh!"
And this was dinner. You can’t tell from this picture, but the bread is also green. And, for those of you who are new readers and don’t know the story from last year, our local bakery makes green bread and rolls by special order for St. Patrick’s Day.
And did everyone see the fountains at the White House? The First Lady, in the spirit of her hometown Chicago River being dyed green every year for St. Patrick's Day, had the
We hope it was a great birthday, Papa!
Ryan and Alice...
The girls with the personalized onesies I gave to them for Christmas...
The girls checking each other out...
Alice and Claire are becoming so interactive and aware of what is happening around them. A couple of weeks ago, Ryan and Claire snuggled on the couch and had a little conversation.



