On the way home we made some stops and completely forgot about the fish. We left the little buggers in our vehicle for a full week, until their bags began to leak all over. No kidding, the fish were still alive and doing fine, wonderful, no swimming on their sides or back floating. I still pitched the big-fishie-bowl-in-the-sky idea, but Craig brought 'em in and gave them my giant hurricane vase. Oh man! Old softie. Well, I guess if you are going to try and like something it is a good idea to place it in a giant hurricane vase.
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At lunch, I did break down and give the little orangies a sandwich crumb which they very ungratefully would not eat. Jack tried dripping a little cereal milk in at breakfast the next day.
After a week of dieting they remained on hunger strike, so we broke down and splurged on a lifetime (we hope) supply of food for $1.99.
3 comments:
Do they have names yet? Or are you going to discourage them to get too attached. You'll have some teachable moments when those suckers die!
1 WEEK in the car and they were still alive! Amazing! What is the life expectancy of a goldfish anyway?
STOP! They were in the car for a WEEK?!? That is a hilarious story! I also love that they were offered bread crumbs and cereal milk and turned their noses up to them. Picky goldfish! Apparently they wanted fish flakes on a silver platter! :) Love your kids and your words. You have such a gift with both. :) LE
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