J and I would like to welcome two new members into our home: Tom and Harry. We didn't really think about having pet fish until Sunday night, when we kinda-sorta won Harry (on the left) in a White Elephant exchange at the Maxfield's. The truth is, someone "stole" Harry from us during the exchange, and I must have looked so disappointed that at the end of the party the true winners handed the fish to us. Either that, or the winners decided they didn't want to deal with the hassle of a new pet.
So, after the party on Sunday we took Harry home. Being sans fish care equipment, we filled up a glass pitcher with water and placed Harry inside. He sunk down do the bottom of the bowl, looking like the most depressed fish in the world. More than one time we thought he was dead. He would glumly stare out the pitcher, only occasionally moving a fin as he gave a little sigh (I am now convinced that goldfish can sigh).
We felt like the worst fish owners in the world, and immediately started looking up all of this information about goldfish care. I didn't realize that goldfish were so complex - when I had a goldfish in high school, I just kept it in a bowl and fed it once in a while. Maybe we're subconsciously working out baby care anxieties by obsessing about Harry.
Evidence of our fish care anxieties can be seen in the photo. I've never gone as far as to buy a little aquarium or a filter or an air pump for a goldfish before. You can also see that we bought Harry a roommate (on the right). Harry is officially "my" fish, since I got him at the party, and Tom is J's pet. As soon as we put Tom and Harry in the new tank, Harry completely snapped out of his depression. He's been really animated and active ever since. He must be a people-fish. Either that, or he's just glad to be out of the pitcher.
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I think it was fate more than pitty. Harry (aka Cletus) was looking at you in a way I've never honestly seen a fish look at a person before. I couldn't interupt destiny, it would forever weigh me down. Besides the fact that it would be good preparation for having your own child someday. Daily maintence, feeding, affection, and indulging with gifts from the pet store is just one step towards successful parenting. I don't think I've ever written such a long comment before. The end.
Ps. Robbie and I started a blog last monthish, robandcait.blogspot.com.... come hang out with us, virtually. :)
It's true. We changed Cletus' name to Harry. I was fine with Cletus, but Jeremy insisted. Don't tell Melissa!
What a great idea... goldfish as a white elephant gift... hmmm... I'm so glad that you have two new pets! I can't wait to see you. We will be there until the 1st! We'd (or I'd) love to get together with you (and Jeremy)!
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