The Goldfish Swam Out

Apparently, saying “What harm can it do?” is as bad as saying “What is the worst that can happen?”

Right before I left to pick up the girls from school this afternoon, Abby’s goldfish died.  When I got home with one crying kid and one sympathetic kid, the girls went to change into play clothes, and I ended up with two crying kids.  Amanda’s goldfish had died while we were walking home from school.  The two little goldfish had been Finch fish for almost twenty-four hours.

What great little life lesson is supposed to be drawn from this part of the fish saga??  I dunno either.

This sucks.

Same song, second verse…

We went to Mom and Dad’s to snag two more goldfish from the pond.  I worried that even after just one day in the big pond, the fish would not be excited about indoor bowl life.

Dad decided that the girls needed bettas instead…much hardier than goldfish.  And so began the second verse.  Here’s hoping.

Grandpa truly saved the day, and I have two happy kids again.  I do believe Bubbles and Yellow Jello did what they were put on this earth to do.

Now we have Sea Shell and Coral.  I can do bettas…I like bettas…


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3 Responses to “The Goldfish Swam Out”

  1. Jacque says:

    they live longer if they have pets of their own … like a parakeet or something … oh how about a kitten or two?

  2. Pup Fan says:

    Oh, how tough! I hope that Sea Shell and Coral do well… the Finch house has had enough sadness of late! Hugs!!

  3. Shawn Finch, DVM says:

    Jacque…noooooooooooo :)

    Pup Fan…agreed! Two days in and they are doing great (((hugs)))

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