A few days before Christmas, my frog named Gilly died. It was a very sad moment for our family. She was an African Clawed frog which I had received as a present from a friend at my six year old birthday party. She was just a little tadpole back then. It was fun to watch her grow. She wasn’t the only one that grew from our time together. I did too. She taught me responsibility and to truly fall in love with a pet.
A few years after we got her, my mom went to a craft show in Delaware and returned with this miniature statue of a frog. We put it next to her tank, which was located on the breakfast bar in our kitchen, so Gilly would have something to look at.
Gilly was my first pet that I ever had and she will forever hold a special place in my heart. I never really thought about her that much after I got my puppy four years ago, and I completely regret that. I guess it was because she wasn’t a very interactive pet to have. Even though Gilly is gone now, we still have this miniature statue on our breakfast bar to remind us of her.
We all miss Gilly very much. We were very close to her. Was there a pet that you were close to that has passed away?
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