One Fish tank. Gently used.
Yup, that’s right the last little fishy kicked the proverbial bucket this morning. I have to say it did teach the kids a little about mortality. When Gregg died, Tommy had tears in his eyes. When I found the last fish this morning, he didn’t even want to come down to participate in the flushing ceremony!
I would much prefer a dog to fish, reptiles or small rats (guinea pigs). Ruben thinks I’m crazy but I REALLY want to get the kids a dog for Christmas. I always grew up with pets and I think it’s good for them. I think I am almost ready. Maybe if Ruby is potty trained by then, I’ll feel more strongly about convincing him…I see a Lucy moment coming my way soon! Who will by my Ethel?