Farewell, old friend

The sun was shining when I got out of school this afternoon. I found Ron in the backyard, cleaning out the pond. He called me over to look at a tree frog he’d found in the bottom. I’ll post a picture of it when I get a hand free.

On a sadder note, Ron also found Lazarus’ body in the pond. Laz, as you may recall, was the goldfish who lived out there. He had an interesting habit of vanishing for months at a time, only to reappear at odd moments when I needed a bit of reassurance.

He was a good fish. He will be missed.