A friend and I were in the car recently, discussing the deer that could be found around a certain fish hatchery near my apartment. E piped up in the backseat:
"I used to have a pet fish."
Friend: "Oh? What happened to it?"
E: "My mom fed it too much and it died."
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Don't feel too bad. I once tried to save an abandoned baby blue-jay and ended up killing it with too much heat. Death by heating pad. Death by food seems more humane..
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