I have never had a pet that would be MINE. I had a dog, Kale who ran round my house like a madman and chewed on everything possible. I didn't even need a plate as I knew that whatever crumbs of bread I dropped, he would work as a canine vacuum to suck it all in. Last month, when I was out with my room mate to buy chicken for dinner, we spotted an aquarium store ( i don't know what its called, a shop where fish is sold). So, the idea of keeping fishes as a pet came into our minds and we got three fishes home. I named mine Tate & Pate. They eat stinky fish food two times a day. and are not at ALL interactive. I tell them often stories about me being their mermaid mother and when they refuse to move around the bowl, I tell them that they are adopted in fury. Their mouth makes cute sound which is heard at night when everything else stops. In spite of loving them with all my heart, cleaning their bowl is the biggest obstacle. They poop so much. SOO much for the tiny beings. And cleaning the slimy water is not my favorite hobby either. It just started to drizzle, my next task is to carry their bowl and take them to the balcony. Its nice to see how much they enjoy the rain.
More next time.
Love.
Mermaid mommy!
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