It’s a sad day at the Horny Chipmunk Compound; according to several sad Instagram posts, Miley Cyrus’ beloved pet blowfish Pablow has swum up (down?) to Fishy Heaven. Frankly, I wasn’t aware that Miley Cyrus even had a blowfish. But she did, and just hours after his tragic passing, she picked herself up from wherever on the floor she had collapsed into a pile of sticky icky sadness, put on her best black lace nipple veils, and went down to the Shamrock Social Club to honor Pablow’s memory with a tattoo of his likeness.
This is the second time Miley has gotten a tattoo in honor of a deceased pet, the first being the one she got of Floyd back in July. Except this time it doesn’t look like it was done using an old sewing needle and a stolen bottle of expired liquid eyeliner by a middle-aged tweaker high on home-made bath salts, so that’s nice.
I’ve been the owner of an awful lot of fishies, some of which made it to the ripe old age of 2, but I’ve never thought to get a tattoo of any of them when they died. But it’s actually a surprisingly cute tribute for someone whose funeral probably took place in a toilet. Plus, I knew nothing about Pablow The Fish, but I already love Pablow The Tattoo so much. Never have I seen a more perfectly confused “The fuck am I even doing here?” face. I bet it’s the same face the ghost of Pablow made when he saw his likeness permanently drawn on his former owner’s arm.
And Miley hasn’t released an official cause of death, but $10 that shady coyote who took out Floyd has something to do with it.