The title says it all. Sponge Bob is no more. I can't even pretend to be sad that this little creepy, pellet-eating, lurking pile of gills is gone. I took great pleasure flushing the fish down the toilet. The final fish bowl cleaning was not nearly as painful as it was when Sponge Bob was still swimming.
Mark my words...this is THE LAST fish that will enter this house! ...on to the next little life sucker!
Showing posts with label Fish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fish. Show all posts
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
The Fish
If you remember my fish posts, you'll recall that I was less than thrill to add "fish" to the role call in this house.
Well, I'm here to tell you (confession style if you will) that I would like to take a page out of Ashton's book. No, I'm not interested in sporking the Beta fish to death, but I am interested in flushing it down the toilet. This creepy little food stalker has not regained the color in it's body. Quite the opposite, actually. It's actually draining moreso than it was when we acquired this "used fish" (to use Sidney's terminology). But, that's not all! (spoken with an infomercial voice!) Sponge Bob's scales are also falling off it's body. This can only mean one thing - one step closer to being flushed.
Honestly, I'm tired of cleaning the fish bowl. Sick of hounding Sidney to feed the fish daily. Looking at it's molting body every day. It's gotta be time to give it a water burial, right?
The question is - do I wait until it's belly up or do I put us both out of our misery and consider the next fish bowl cleaning the final one!?
Well, I'm here to tell you (confession style if you will) that I would like to take a page out of Ashton's book. No, I'm not interested in sporking the Beta fish to death, but I am interested in flushing it down the toilet. This creepy little food stalker has not regained the color in it's body. Quite the opposite, actually. It's actually draining moreso than it was when we acquired this "used fish" (to use Sidney's terminology). But, that's not all! (spoken with an infomercial voice!) Sponge Bob's scales are also falling off it's body. This can only mean one thing - one step closer to being flushed.
Honestly, I'm tired of cleaning the fish bowl. Sick of hounding Sidney to feed the fish daily. Looking at it's molting body every day. It's gotta be time to give it a water burial, right?
The question is - do I wait until it's belly up or do I put us both out of our misery and consider the next fish bowl cleaning the final one!?
Friday, July 22, 2011
Insanity
We all know the definition of insanity. Yet, we are destined to do insane things. At least I am.
As many recall the unfortunate stories of the fish in this house, you may also remember my great hesitation in allowing such tiny annoyances creep into my living space. Likewise, the foresight in knowing that such worthless house pets would bring much drama. But, little did I know that the havoc that was wreaked would not deter the kids from wanting another fish. Stay tuned for the insanity...
Since Sidney's fish met it's fate via the garbage disposal in a routine cleaning exercise, we told her she could get a new one after we returned from our trip to my Dad's. Who's brilliant idea was that? The logical response to dead fish #4, should have been more along the lines of, "Sidney, we do a really crappy job of keeping fish alive in the house. Let's try a plant.". But, no. As a parent seeing their child in pain and on the verge of an emotional meltdown, you just want the bleeding to stop. To do that you plug the hole. You say yes to fish #5, knowing darn well that this outcome will be no different than the rest. Imminent death.
Fish 5, also known as Sponge Bob, is a Betta Fish. Betta Fish are fairly boring. Very creepy. Rather temperamental. A great addition to this household, right? Yea, not so much. The color is already draining from this fish. It has several white spots on it. I give it three weeks, tops.
The moral of the story is, we need to start evaluating the Chia Pet as a viable option for a household pet in this family!
As many recall the unfortunate stories of the fish in this house, you may also remember my great hesitation in allowing such tiny annoyances creep into my living space. Likewise, the foresight in knowing that such worthless house pets would bring much drama. But, little did I know that the havoc that was wreaked would not deter the kids from wanting another fish. Stay tuned for the insanity...
Since Sidney's fish met it's fate via the garbage disposal in a routine cleaning exercise, we told her she could get a new one after we returned from our trip to my Dad's. Who's brilliant idea was that? The logical response to dead fish #4, should have been more along the lines of, "Sidney, we do a really crappy job of keeping fish alive in the house. Let's try a plant.". But, no. As a parent seeing their child in pain and on the verge of an emotional meltdown, you just want the bleeding to stop. To do that you plug the hole. You say yes to fish #5, knowing darn well that this outcome will be no different than the rest. Imminent death.
Fish 5, also known as Sponge Bob, is a Betta Fish. Betta Fish are fairly boring. Very creepy. Rather temperamental. A great addition to this household, right? Yea, not so much. The color is already draining from this fish. It has several white spots on it. I give it three weeks, tops.
The moral of the story is, we need to start evaluating the Chia Pet as a viable option for a household pet in this family!
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