
When you decide to get a fish in Oak Harbor look no further than the local Wal-Mart. Upon entering the metropolis we head straight for the fish. You might be surprised to know there is actually a man who is very knowledgeable, and can tell you just about everything you would need to know about fish, working right here in our very own Wally World. After much deliberation we go with what can only be described as a ping pong ball shaped gold fish and, so it won't be lonely, a little orange one that only cost 10 cents. I mention the cost because that is what we based it on, I mean if you can buy something a friend for 10 cents it's sort of a no-brainer.
Carter checking out the 10 cent goldfish...
As we headed home with the newest members of our family we encouraged Carter to name her pets. Much to my delight she actually came up with Zoe herself. Elmo just seemed the logical choice for fish number two and we set them up in a very attractive vase on our kitchen counter. Carter was taken with her new "pets" which were just the right amount of responsibility. I mean all she really had to do was feed them a pellet three times a day it wasn't rocket science or anything. We were all co-existing quite nicely until this past Sunday when we came home to find little Elmo bottoms up. I send up a silent prayer in moments like this that Nate is home and I don't have to flush the fish myself!! I think Zoe just couldn't go on without her friend and she followed him to fish heaven 24 hours later. I know what it sounds like, we're unfit to have fish or something. But, I swear we did everything that really knowledgeable guy at Wal-Mart told us to and they still died. Sorry I don't have a picture to honor them with, I kept meaning to take one, and then I kept forgetting and well, then they were dead and that just seemed like a really creepy thing to take picture of. So, I just thought I'd share their short tragic story with you and their memory can live on in your hearts. Maybe we'll get a Beta fish to replace them, I always had great luck with those as a kid. To Be Continued...
2 comments:
Beth I can't believe you didn't post a pic. of the fish's gravesite. I was looking forward to a pic of a toilet with two fish floating in it. Sorry I guess I have a sick sense of humor. You have always had a soft spot for animals. Reading through this post flashes of the cruise streamed through my mind of the cat that was stuck in the barbed wire. You were sobbing across the table.(did anyone else feel awkward at the table? no.) I am really sorry about the fishes. I'm sure there will be many more to come.
Lyndsay--ok, so you have to cut me a little slack...i was probably like 3 weeks pregnant and didn't know it, my hormones were RAGING, and it was so sad to see that little kitten getting mangled by barbed wire! :) I laugh everytime I think about how hard it hit me! Love ya!
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