It has been a busy summer and I have been a super slacker at recording it for posterity. After going over a month without an entry you'd think people would ask to see pictures of the kids or ask what we've been up to this summer, but no. . . more people(who follow our blog that is) have asked about the latest happenings of Woofy the fish!
So if it's Woofy you want, it's Woofy you get. A few days after Dog Dog died we just so happened to have Lydia's preschool playgroup at the Pet Store. Naturally, Lydia remembered how lonely Woofy must be and begged for us to buy him some new friends (if only making friends were that easy in real life)! This time I was wiser and bought three of the gold fish in the "six for a dollar" tank. They were each very distinct looking and Lydia named each one. The biggest had an orange strip down the back and she named him Tiger (naturally). The middle sized one had a little orange dot on his tail and she named him Teeny (his name has since changed to Tiny). The smallest one was sort of an ugly grey color and she named him Dubba (that's right, Dubba)!
Woofy seemed to get along fine with his new friends and Lydia giggled as she watched the four of them swim around and kept asking, "Do you like your new friends Woofy?" She would then proceed to introduce him to each one and repeated this three or four times. I guess she wanted to make sure that Woofy wouldn't get his new friends mixed up. So life was uneventful for a few days and Woofy and the Three Amigos seemed to be rather happy in their little bowl. Then it happened.
We went to church the next Sunday and in a mad dash to get out the door on time we somehow forgot to feed them. We came home to the Three Amigos swimming around a dead floating WOOFY! It was a very sad sight and when we very somberly called Lydia into the kitchen and broke the news gently she was sad for a moment and then said, "Can I flush him?" Well, we're glad she understands the way of the fishy world!
A week later we went to church and came home to find Dubba dead in the bowl. Honestly, what is going on here. I looked at Tiger and Tiny and thought "and then there were none!" Good luck guys, may the best fish win! This time Lydia asked to hold Dubba before she flushed him! We actually went out of town quite a bit the following two weeks and even had two different neighbors fish sit for us. They seemed to do a much better job and after we came home the last time Lydia told me, "Wow Mom our neighbors are good at watching the fish. They never die for them. They only die when we have them!" Yes Lydia, I think you are on to something. Either that or the first three were just wimpy. Tiger and Tiny are still swimming away and just might be competing for the title of longest living fish in the Riding home!
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Yeah we had a hamster for TWO DAYS before it died. Jessie wanted to hold it after it died because it was still warm and cuddly but it no longer bit! HA! In my defense the thing did have a major neck tumor.
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