In my head (and that's a dangerous place to be), I thought it would be a superb idea to get my daughter fish as part of her Christmas. She had been asking, and the sane personality in my head kept saying "NO!" And then it happened ~ right there in the fish section of Wal-Mart a few days before Santa was scheduled to drop his load.....the demons in my head started chanting softly...."fish...fish...fish..." and before I could stop myself, there was a 10 gallon aquarium with all the fixins in my buggy.
I rounded the corner and there was my husband giving me that look...that "Dr. Phil" expression of "What the h#&! are you thinking????"
I of course poo-pood away his doubts and fears immediately and told him HE was completely CRAZY for having those thoughts and that things would be great and the world would be a better place if the English residence had some fish!
Did you know that Wal-Mart has a policy that if you keep your receipt from the fish purchase AND bring them the dead fish within 90 days, that they will refund your money?
That right there should have been a raging, red flag right off the bat.
We have now had 6, count them, SIX floaters already PEOPLE!!!! These fish are pure evil. We came home the other day to find the bug eyed fish (which was my favorite by the way) bobbing around with BOTH of his eyes missing...sucked right out of his head with nothing but some dry sockets left. It was like watching a fish freakshow. And i'm just convinced it was those honkin' big goldfish that did it. They were sneaky I tell ya...always hiding and darting around the others with guilt written all over their wet little faces.
It's just been awful and creepy and something I never want to experience again. I'm counting down the days until #7, 8 , 9 and 10 head off to that great fishbowl in the sky. I know that sounds horrible of me, but I can't help it!!! I think from now on that our pets should have fur or possibly be stuffed....it's just best.
For once....and I do mean ONCE, my husband
God love him....was RIGHT. Who knew?
I rounded the corner and there was my husband giving me that look...that "Dr. Phil" expression of "What the h#&! are you thinking????"
I of course poo-pood away his doubts and fears immediately and told him HE was completely CRAZY for having those thoughts and that things would be great and the world would be a better place if the English residence had some fish!
Did you know that Wal-Mart has a policy that if you keep your receipt from the fish purchase AND bring them the dead fish within 90 days, that they will refund your money?
That right there should have been a raging, red flag right off the bat.
We have now had 6, count them, SIX floaters already PEOPLE!!!! These fish are pure evil. We came home the other day to find the bug eyed fish (which was my favorite by the way) bobbing around with BOTH of his eyes missing...sucked right out of his head with nothing but some dry sockets left. It was like watching a fish freakshow. And i'm just convinced it was those honkin' big goldfish that did it. They were sneaky I tell ya...always hiding and darting around the others with guilt written all over their wet little faces.
It's just been awful and creepy and something I never want to experience again. I'm counting down the days until #7, 8 , 9 and 10 head off to that great fishbowl in the sky. I know that sounds horrible of me, but I can't help it!!! I think from now on that our pets should have fur or possibly be stuffed....it's just best.
For once....and I do mean ONCE, my husband
God love him....was RIGHT. Who knew? 
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