My mom bought two goldfish to give in a white elephant gift exchange. As irony would orchestrate, she wound up with the fish. When they got home, Dad set a fishbowl in the sink and poured the bag of fishwater into the bowl. It overfilled and sent one of the fishies down the garbage disposal. I ran to the next room to constrict into a ball and squeal for the fish's pain while Dad went fishing for a fish in his garbage disposal. Don't worry, he caught it and returned the little guy to his home. Then checked on him for a couple minutes to make sure he was still kickin' it.
Fishes and humans are funny.
They must live in water but die without air and we must live in air but die without water.
a 26 year old American gal raised in France, now a photographer living in Chicago and married to a man I Iove and admire more every day. We just became parents! I've been blogging since I was 20 years old.