Wurple's Burial :(

Nothing is sadder than losing your pet, even if it's a fish. However, it is sadder when it's the day before your birthday.

Evyn got Wurple for a Webelos (Cub Scouts) project 4 plus years ago. Wurple certainly lived longer than expected and past the life expectancy of a Betta.

Evyn waited until Daryn got home and then we had a little service out front. He grimly grabbed the shovel and began making the hole himself, weeping the entire time.
Wurple rests in an Altoids tin. Evyn did not want a cardboard box, as he knew, in time, it would disintegrate. He also wanted a tin, as that is what Huckleberry and Cedar were buried in a year or so ago.
With tears running down his face he was unable to speak and he asked his Dad if he would please say a few words. I think Daryn was caught completely off guard and instead of being thoroughly serious, was a bit tongue in cheek. Leave it to Daryn. Ethan was openly weeping and Amber was crying freely and Ian was being as stoic as he could be. I just snapped photos on Evyn's request. The photos were horrible, as I couldn't see much to focus the camera correctly. Tears and rain did nothing to help the situation.
This is Wurple's marker.
He rests next to the boys' gerbils, Huckleberry and Cedar, in the front garden next to the lilac bushes.