I was wrong. Martha left Swimmer in his fishbowl instead of flushing him when I suggested. Thank God that she didn’t listen to me then. My son was beside himself with sorrow when he got home from school. He and Martha went down and buried him in the garden and then Chris Aaron made a little place card with his name on it and took it and laid it on his grave. Later he brought a friend down to view the gravesite with him. All the while he was asking when we can get another fish. As soon as possible I assure him. I kept telling him that he did a great job taking care of Swimmer and that the fish just lived out his time. Betas only live so long. He wants a goldfish now.