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As I pulled his little yellow cup from the compartment in my car, I opened it to see how he was doing. I was greeted by him floating on his side, so I tapped his container to see if he was just playing dead or sleeping. Unfortunately, he wasn’t. He flapped his fin 2 or 3 times as if to wave goodbye and opened his mouth twice as if to say “Bye Bye.” It was then that Niagra Falls spew forth from my eyes. I dropped to my knees and looked up and yelled, “WHY GOD??? WHY?!? Take me instead! He doesn’t deserve to die! It’s not his time!”There will be a viewing tonight in the Fish A2 handicap bathroom at 8:30 and a burial at sea at 8:35. Anyone who can attend is more than welcome. I could use some support in this time of need and I’m sure Shredder would have wanted you there. Aquatic creatures are welcomed as well (don’t worry, they won’t go with Shredder.)