L is for Loni (R.I.P.)

A few weeks ago my granddaughters came home from school to find that their older dog had died suddenly. It was really a traumatic experience for them, but they are slowly getting over it.

One granddaughter, Cassie, is about the only person in the family who can deal with the ill-behaved Chihuahua Pako, so he is sort of her pet. Nyx was Jackie’s dog. They slept together and Jackie was very fond of her. So my daughter decided to get her another pet. Dogs are sort of not on the list because of my son-in-law’s allergies, so they bought her three goldfish. She got them on Saturday, I think. Their was an orange one which Jackie named Loni, a multicolored one named Layla, and another multicolored one named Lily. She showed them to me on Sunday after we came home from dinner. She had a really pretty bowl for them with plants.

I told them the story of a goldfish I had all through high school named Jeremiah who would wake me in the morning by pushing the marble in the bottom of his bowl with his nose. The week after I went away to university, Jeremiah passed away. I think he missed me.

Unfortunately when Jackie came home from school on Monday, Loni had gone to the great fish pond in the sky. I felt so bad for Jackie since she had just lost one beloved pet and was starting to get attached to her buddies. I am praying that Layla and Lily survive and thrive. I know Jackie will take good care of them. A better fish mother they could not have found. But we miss Loni even though she was with us for such a short time. So rest in peace, dear Loni.

This post is part of a month-long series, A-Z, that I am participating in for the month of April.

About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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