We have new pets.
After the loss of my beloved Lucy cat, in January, we decided that we
would get new pets. Noah is a fish fanatic.
He loves every type of sea creature. Part of that is genetic and the other part
is his room is an underwater theme, that I picked when he was a baby. So, what better pets to get than something
that lives in water, honestly I would rather have a tank of seahorses, which I
plan on having some day or starfish or some really cool underwater
creatures. Unfortunately, that is not an
option right now for many reasons, so we got some fish. I didn’t want to do the whole aquarium thing
because fish, the type I would buy, aka cheap ones, wouldn’t live long enough. It is big and bulky and just a hassle. I had a
fish named Jenny when I was little named after my first best friend and she
lived in a fish bowl.
So, Noah and I
went to go pick out some fish. Thank goodness there was a man to help us and
give us some advice. Basically, since I
just wanted to get a bowl or tank the fish choices were very limited. We got
two kinds of guppies, which happen to be male and female. I guess the guy
and I both forgot to think of that
before it was too late. I guess Noah could
open a guppy stand in our yard selling them for 50 cents apiece, if there are a
lot of babies. I have learned that
guppies get pregnant vs laying eggs.
Noah was over the moon excited when we got the fish. He told everyone we
saw about the fish. I thought he was going to burst. It was so cute too see him that excited. He named them, Fish, Fishy Friend, Fishy and
Noah. We didn’t assign them a name that’s just their collective names. We have
been spending our days watching them swim and making sure I remember to feed
them. I hate cleaning their tank though.
Guppies are dirty little fish.
While I was cleaning their tank one night, I didn’t count
the fish before I started. I took out
the plant I put in for decoration and went on my way to get the fish out. I caught three of them and noticed one was
missing. I looked all over the floor and counter and couldn’t find it. I finally found the fish dead stuck in the
plant. I am assuming the fish was already dead when I took the plant out
because I always swished the plant and it would have swum or jumped out. I asked Noah how many fish he saw swimming
right before and he said three. I tried
to revive the fish but it was gone. I sent it to fish heaven. I am thinking it was complications during
pregnancy because I am pretty sure that fish was pregnant because it was
getting really dark in areas. Of course
I didn’t mention that to Noah, it was hard enough for him.
Noah asked me later about the fish we lost; I said it is in
fish heaven with Lucy. He said cats aren’t in fish heaven. I said oh silly mommy. He asked me if God is in fish heaven too. I
said yes. Noah said so fish heaven is
God’s Aquarium. I think that is a
beautiful thought.
