Agent F (for fish) passed away while we were on vacation. He was with us for I'm guessing about 9 months. He was the Tornado's fish, and he took care of him by feeding him every day. When we told him that Agent F had died, he just kind of took it in. A little later that day, he went over to the empty bowl, and took out the plastic coral that had been in the bowl. He took it over and laid down on the couch. He rolled to coral around in his fingers a little, staring at it. The CEO went over to him and asked him how he was feeling. His lip quivered a little bit, but he never cried. He said he missed Agent F. It was very touching, as you could tell he was just envisioning Agent F swimming in his bowl.
Later that night, at dinner, as we said grace, it came to the Tornado's turn for special intentions. He said his usual "everybody in the world" then paused a little, and looked up. Then he added, "and Agent F". It was a sweet and fitting remembrance for Agent F.
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