In Memoriam:
Phil, a red betta fish who joined our family when a neighbor put him up for adoption, passed into the Great Lake in the sky on Saturday, September 16, 2023. His is survived by his owner, Rachel, and his godfather, Michael. When he joined our family, it was in a terribly filthy tank, thus he was christened Phil, short for Filthy. It was with great distress that Rachel discovered his body Saturday night. A wake followed by an interment was held [Sunday, September 17] in the newly formed Saville Pet Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, please send thoughts and prayers that Rachel will believe that it is not her fault that Phil died.
-A message shared to the Saville family Group Me Chat on September 18, 2023
Brian and I were out doing something exciting on Saturday when we got the distress call from Rachel letting us know her fish had died. Maybe a week before, I came upstairs to find a crying Rachel scrubbing her tank accessories. She sobbed about how she's worried about Phil because she didn't do a good job keeping his tank cleaned for him. I think Michael gave her a hard time about her rather nasty tank. Michael is so good about keeping his tanks clean. I helped her scrub her stuff and sent her to bed.
So, when Phil died within the week, Rachel was sure it was her fault for letting the tank get so bad. We told Rachel to find Michael--that if anyone understood how devastating it is to lose a fish, it's Michael. (Truthfully, Brian and I have never gotten attached to any of our fish). The next morning, Gabe unkindly told her that Phil's death was her fault, and we got to have a teaching moment about compassion and how to be supportive in a time of difficulty. Michael, in his classic Michael way, was so sweet and comforting, emulating how we all should be at a time of loss.
Not only did he make sure to put Phil's body in the fridge overnight the night before (yuck!), but he spent his spare time that Sunday out in the garage crafting this coffin for the fish. He even carefully wrapped Phil's body in something soft in preparation for burial. (All of this without any prods from anyone.)
He put together this little wake for Phil, complete with a photo on display.
We all came to pay our respects.
The coffin even had his name carved into the top.
After the wake, we said a few words at a short, graveside service.
Rachel said her final farewells, and Michael took care of burying Phil.
I think he later made a little tombstone, but I never went back out to see it placed.
The next day, we took Rachel to PetSmart, where she bought a new betta fish. Gabe even bought her a snail to help keep the tank clean. Here they are, supporting Rachel and heading into PetSmart.
My boys are the sweetest, kind-hearted little men, and Rachel is so lucky to have such great brothers supporting her.
My boys are the sweetest, kind-hearted little men, and Rachel is so lucky to have such great brothers supporting her.






























































