The Terror Continues
You know that thing staring at you above? That's a dead fish that was wrapped up in a paper towel, then placed in a ziplock bag and stored in our freezer until it could receive a proper burial. I'm no longer sure of its name--perhaps it was Flippy v. 5, maybe it was Cutie, or Pre-Deadie.
I think it's been in the freezer for about 4 years. I think that's a sufficient mourning period. I tossed it. But I'm still traumatized.