To my surprise, I noticed we had a handicapped fish. He was missing his left eye. As such, he became my special buddy--the one I consistently dropped food near. He needed an advantage, right?
At the Halloween Hulabaloo this year, my kids came home with 2 new fish to add to the aquarium. There also were about 15 additional fish left over that I took home.
If 3 are good, 20 are better, right?
Every last fish turned up dead within a week of Halloween. The Hulabaloo fish even wiped out my handicapped one.
The dismal sight of the empty tank had the kids begging for a trip to Meijers, but I thought the tank needed a breather. Actually, I needed a breather from netting them out.
Tonight was the night, however, as they were on sale. Marked down from 19 to 17 cents.
Kayden picked his out and quickly lost interest. Bryce, however, would not let that fish bag out of his tight grip. Sloshing the fish around, I think they hit every last aisle display on the way to checkout.
As we headed out to the parking lot, I heard the familiar splat of goldfish hitting cold concrete.
I am sure my fish are secretly calling Bryce Darla tonight.
Let's take bets, shall we? I give them a week.