The boys really want a puppy.
I do too...just not now.
So, to compromise we got some fish.
Sadly, we've gone through several since we first got them at Christmas.
This little white one is the only one left. We've had him since the start and he won't die.
He's tough. He even plays dead some days and will lay motionless at the bottom, but wake up the next day swimming around and acting starving.
The boys like him and so far he's been waaay easier than a puppy.
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