For some reason, we (bentley) get a lot of goldfish from various church activities. The first one that we got, Gil, was from a Halloween party in October. When Bentley got him she kept squishing him in his bag and being rough with him so I figured there was no way that he would survive the night. So I somehow forgot about him. In the car. Two days later I remembered and I was sure that I was going to find a frozen baggie of water with a frozen fishy. But he was still alive! I took him over to my parents where I forgot him again. My dad bought him a little bowl with all kinds of little rocks and other things. So he lived there until about two weeks ago. He jumped all the way out of his bowl and my mom found him stiff on the counter, a couple of feet away from his bowl. This new goldfish, Chucho (Bentley is really into her Spanish words right now) was received last Sunday. We thought, great-Bentley loves the thing. So Jesse ran and got it a bowl and rocks. But after two days they started to stink! What goldfish is that stinky? When I cleaned out his bowl it was disgusting. Jesse talked me into just getting rid of it and the next thing I knew, Rocco had a tasty little snack.. Being pregnant I couldn't help but cry a little. So don't give us goldfish.
