Oh, excitement and pride lit that Bumble Bee's face when her ball landed in a glass bowl filled with colored water!
Naturally, Scott and I shared her joy. At least until the dude gave her five goldfish swimming in a sandwich-sized Ziploc. Joy.
At least her joy outshadowed her disappointment over the "no" she got for her immediate question "Can we go to the pet store and get a tank?"
Nope, the newest members of the D___ family could live in a glass Pyrex since their lives were most likely short. Very, very short. They are carnival fish, after all. We nixed the fish food, too, so Emma immediately came home and researched what goldfish actually eat: lettuce, peas, watermelon and the like. They seem to be liking their diet since... dot dot dot...
They're still alive!
3 comments:
that's so lovely!
Thanks for the follow. I'm getting you back! My favorite thing about fairs when I was a kid was winning the goldfish. Thanks for bringing back a great memory for me.
Lots of yummy love,
Alex aka Ma What's For Dinner
www.mawhats4dinner.com
Liam had a carnival gold fish that lived for 3 years; we put him in a 1 gallon-ish fish bowl with gravel in the bottom, and changed the water once a week. He managed to survive for 3 years through 3 cats and whatever the heck the little brothers would put in there. (I think 3 was his lucky number)
But then the fact that I have as many pets as children might tell you something.
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