we were strolling the aisles of walmart, checking out just about everything when we came to the fish. little boy was in awe when he saw them. i'm pretty sure he said "fish", which meant i had to get him one. truth is, i've been without for a long while and i love my beta fish...little boy is just my excuse and i can justify the purchase that way.
we came home and i got the water ready. added the drops to get all the icky chemicals out of the water, which is usually the culprit of killing fish, or lack of care...either way, i was taking precaution. it sat out all afternoon to get to room temperature. at supper, his daddy and i were asking him what we were going to call it. daddy came up with some great names, like: spot, red, goldie, fish, kitty...out of the list, i think little boy decided on goldie, gold for short. after supper was cleaned up and dirty dishes were put away, little boy and i got to work.