Monday, July 16, 2007

And Then There Was One

Goldfish, that is.

I suspect it was overzealous feeding by a certain three-year-old.

We haven't pointed it out to her yet. We did point it out to the boys after she was upstairs and then disposed of the remains.

(Can I just say how relieved I am that they didn't ask for a funeral?)

I never did pick up that new fishbowl.

2 comments:

wakeupandsmellthecoffee said...

Did you flush it down the toilet? By the way I'm envious of the outdoor shower.

Ruthie said...

Poor little Pasta. (Or was it Noodle?)