Wednesday, June 24, 2009

The Day the Fish Died

Last Friday, we had some kinda morning.

Remember these guys?
All, but two are dead. And, one is now mentally-challenged.

And, no, we don't keep them in a Rubbermaid container. 
They only live there temporarily when this is getting cleaned:
I awoke Friday morning to a panicked Beau. I heard him from downstairs saying something about all the fish being dead. 

Let me say, first-off, that the fish and pond are Beau and La Petite Belle's thing. I am not involved. I do not get attached to fish that may die on any given day. K Belle is more or less like me. It's their thing. They take care of it all. La Petite Belle holds the fish, talks to the fish, pets the fish. They have named the fish and we've had these fish for about two years. They were quite attached.

La Petite Belle heard this bit of information, proceeded to cry, and ran down the stairs. Lots of wailing ensued. 

My statement to Beau at this time, being the sensitive one I am, was, "You killed the $20 koi too?" (that I bought for his birthday)

Le Petite Belle's favorite fish, Lil' Miss, was also dead.

I headed upstairs to continue to get the girls ready for camp, which they needed to leave for in half-an-hour. I dressed and consoled La Petite Belle and told her we'd get new fish.

Beau called up to me, "What am I supposed to do with the fish? Put them down the garbage disposal?"


I said, "No. Absolutely not. Wrap them in trash bags and throw them in the garbage. Double-bag them." The thought of putting the fish down the garbage disposal was first, disgusting, and second, would  be devastating to La Petite Belle.

A little while later, I heard the garbage disposal. I thought, of course he's not putting them down there against my better wishes.

He was.

And in the process of doing this deed, one of the pipes for the disposal came unattached and water sprayed all over the kitchen.

I didn't say, "I told you so." I said, "I told you not to do that."

In order to dry out the cabinet under the sink, Beau left the cabinet doors open.

About two minutes later, La Petite Belle was alone in the kitchen, doing the only logical thing short people do when they need a glass ... I have experience with this ... hopping up on the cabinet counter to get one.

When she hopped back down, the back of her leg hit the corner of the open cabinet door and cut and bruised her leg like you would not believe. We thought she might need stitches, but it turned out OK, after we took her to the church camp nurse. 
All in all, everyone is recovering.

And we are proud to welcome two new members to our family: King Arthur and Baby Carrot or Russell (La Petite Belle's torn between the two. I'm leaning toward Russell.).


TCKK said...

That is quite a cut and bruise. King Arthur and Baby Carrot, cute names.

Tammy said...

SHRIEK! In the disposal???

Welcome to the new family members. May they outlive their life expectancy!

RachelQ said...

I cannot believe he killed the fish and then pulverized them. And he LOVES them??? sick just plain sick!!!LOL

So glad LPB is fine.. stitches are no fun.. but that is quite the bruise.. I am impressed

"Rachel" said...

Ouch, her leg looks PAINFUL!

And the garbage disposal???? That is disgusting!

Soliloquy said...

Are you talking about FISH GUTS sprayed everywhere?

What part of dead, mangled fish did Beau think was smart????

Reminds me of Dan Aykroyd's Bass-o-Matic 76. Remember that?

Patrice said...

The garbage disposal, sat it's not so!! YUCK! Poor baby, tht is one terrible looking boo-boo!

The the new look!! It's so cute!

thedomesticfringe said...

Ok, I laughed hysterically until the part where I saw your daughter's bruise. That's terrible!!! It must have hurt like mad. I hope it heals quickly and she has a blast at camp. I'm sure it will help her forget.


H-Mama said...

Moments like this gave birth to the saying, "Never a dull moment." I'm glad your baby girl is ok! And Beau? Garbage disposal? Tsk. Tsk. Wrong on so many levels. ;)

Rachel @ Unexpected Blessings said...

I think we killed 5 fish last summer. The girls keep asking for more. I keep saying no. I can't stand the weeping when they die.

Wishing you better luck with your new additons.

The Hat Chick said...

OOWWW! That bruise hurts!

I wouldn't have been able to contain myself on the "told you so", especially after my peep got hurt.

Tina said...

OMG! That was hysterical! Thank you for the laugh this morning! Sorry about the leg.. that wasn't funny! :)

Lois Lane II said...

I cannot believe Beau flushed the fish down the disposal!! Did La Petite Belle find out??!!

Mama Belle said...

Yes, La Petite Belle did find out about the disposal and screamed even louder at that point.

Brandi said...

Oh my dear! That is one crazy day!

By the way I LOVE your new layout! GREAT job! Who did you use? I'm thinking of redoing mine and want to launch it in a few weeks (with our big move announcement that we are still trying to make a final decision on. . hehe)

PS Did you get that book?

fransmomma said...

oh my goodness, what a day!! glad everyone survived...except the fish of course.
we (and by we i mean they were colbys but I was the lucky caretaker) had fish for awhile, but they kept dying. then i just got tired of taking care of the one indestructible sucker fish so i flushed him down the toilet still very much alive. heartless, i know. but colby didnt really mind, so i didnt let it bother me too much.
i guess i needed to confess that to someone....