When I titled the previous post Hugo, I had a premonition. I had a feeling that I would return to school to find our second frog gone. And indeed, word was given to me within five minutes of arriving, that Hugo hadn't survived our absence. Victor died at the beginning of the year. Hugo lived to a ripe old age. He lived in the company of goldfish who didn't always treat him kindly, but who will miss him dearly.
Hugo died in the care of the fifth grade, who no doubt gave him a solemn funeral with a sweet dirge. Remembering Hugo