Something fishy

Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 31/08/2008 (6430 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.

The other week, my four year old son decided that he needed a goldfish. “Mommy, I need a goldfish,” were his exact words.And since there’s been some talk of bringing a very large dog into our lives as of late (a neighbour is looking for someone to adopt her dad’s gorgeous chocolate brown Lab), I thought starting off small in the pet department might not be such a bad idea for our family.Well it turns out that one does not buy a 25 cent goldfish anymore and haphazardly throws it into a one dollar bowl (which was my original plan).In fact, nowadays, the store manager escorts you through what appears to be a fish city and embarks into an elaborate presentation of everything you will need to sustain your $5.50 exotic goldfish (well in our case $11 because we bought two).And thankfully, our trusty babysitter, who I’ve already mentioned is a certified lifeguard, also happened to once work in a pet store (I know; where on earth did I find this girl?), and happily got us started with (o.k. she single-handedly put together) our new $100.00 tank for our two new orange friends.So, about $158.00 later (food, water softener and whatever else I got suckered into buying), my son is now the proud new custodian of two fishy little fellows named Marlin & Nemo (of course), and, let’s not forget, a dog owner in training…