a short 18 hours

meet "larry." he joined our family yesterday. saturdays are often kylee and papooh's day together. he comes to get her and they go and run errands. kylee loves it...i think papooh does too! from these outings kylee has acquired a nickname, "gimme, gimme." obviously fitting, miss gimme comes home with a stuffed animal and....larry! (she was so excited.) technically, speaking she came home with larry, moe and curly. yes, three goldfish. but as my dad was transferring them to their bowl, moe and curly slide out of the bag into the sink, and "bye, bye" down the drain. oops! (we were all cracking up...except kylee.) kylee was a little confused as to what was actually happening. when she did realize that two of the fish had gone down the drain she was a little upset, but soon came to terms that only one was left.

within a few minutes alan remembered that there were two fish sitting in our drain...not good. so, alan decided to turn on the garbage disposal. oh, my goodness! kylee lost it. the poor girl was traumatized ( i would have been too. actually, i wasn't too thrilled with the garbage disposal idea....gross!) after a few hugs and a talk with daddy and she was okay.

this is what happened the next morning......
....i came downstairs to find this. kylee was sitting on the counter over the fish bowl, with loads of fish flakes sitting on the bottom. i said, "kylee, what did you do. you are going to kill him."

kylee replied, "he was hungry. i don't want to kill him. i made a mistake, i made a mistake."

it looked like a farmer trying to feed his pigs right before the slaughter. the poor thing had no chance. sure enough three hours later, larry was lying sideways at the bottom of the bowl.

so now we would like to introduce to you, ricky and lucy. this time, the water was treated and the fish food is on top of the refrigerator. we'll see how long they last. hopefully longer than 18 hours.