Saturday, May 2, 2009

pet, take two.

maxwell's pet fish didn't survive the crack in their tank.
water was dripping in my closet so i ran upstairs to see if a faucet was left on, expecting a flood. instead i found an empty tank with dead fish laying on rocks and 10 gallons of water all down the wall, floor and dripping through the ceiling, ending in my closet downstairs. kai was the only one with me when we found them and he cried for almost an hour. the sight of their lifeless bodies laying there was more than he could handle....i vowed once again that we are just not pet people.
but....
abe had his first friend sleepover last night and guess what he came home with? yep. a pet. a "water dog."

he held it up and max screamed out of fear...i think he might have been remembering the time we went to the pet store and abe tried to pet a starfish, but another 4 inch fish came out of no where and bit his finger...attached, and when abe jerked his finger out of the water the fish came out too. it flew through the air and landed on the ground. it was quite the scene since abe was on the top of a ladder and the fish flew a long way.
so...here we go again. abe informed me it eats one worm a day. we should be able to handle that, right?