Tales of Li'l Foot

Last Sunday we bought 2 fish at Walmart. We thought it was 3 fish, but when we got to the check out counter my niece noticed it was 2.

We bought your typical fish bowl…no frills…fish bowl.

We got them home.

We did what the instructions said.

I got home from work Monday night and they were both still alive…24 hours later.

We fed them shortly after I got home.

We ate our dinner.

I went to go check on the fish after we ate before going to bed.

One was hovering on the bottom of the bowl, not fluttering her fluttery bottom feeder fins.

I proclaimed fishy death.

Li’l Foot’s Daddy walked over to survey the scene.

He proclaimed:

“Of course it’s dead…it was scared a shark was about to attack when it saw your teeth coming toward the fish bowl.”