Friday, October 1, 2010

Does anyone know how long goldfish live??? Last Saturday we went to a little fair at our new parish. It was so SO hot out. Unbearable. We bought snow cones and then saw that cute game where you throw a tiny white ball in a bowl to win a fish. I was never EVER good at that game. I remember always playing it at the carnival my elementary school had growing up. Cashlin and Ava were begging for a fish. Begging ME to win them a fish. OH GOD. I asked the guy if I could just buy a fish without playing. For $6 he said. With the bowl and little baggie of food??? What a great deal I thought. Yeah, okay, until three days later we found Goldie dead. Flipped over in her bowl. Poor Cashlin was crying and insisting she wasn't dead because her eyes were open. (I found that to be hysterical.) What the hell happened?? I gave her a flake a day to eat. Kept her in a cool spot. Somebody explain -- what happened to our fish?? First, the gofer, then the baby birds and now our fishie. Animals just die here, and it's really sad.

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