Patty is Petra's new pet. After work and camp today, we schlepped down to the fairgrounds where we all over did it on bad rides, awful fair food, and ishy animal smells in the 4-H barn. Toward the end of our night, we took a shot at throwing ping-pong balls into a glass bowl. Petra, Soren and Annike each had 5-balls to throw for a total cost of $2 (money borrowed from my mom). Petra scored big, cries of triumph heard through the land as she and I shrieked with elation. And now, Patty is the newest Viking family member. A $.13-fish. Named Patty. Petra named her after herself (Lars calls Petra "Pattyboomers").
Here is Patyy, pictured in the Solo cup in which we received her. Sad. Lonely. Neglected. Hungry.
We couldn't leave her like that! We told the kids that we would make a quick stop at the pet store on our way home from the fair to buy Patty some fishy food. Alas, we arrived to the parking lot, Annike had to potty, Tova was mad and Soren was asleep. Long story short, we had two cars with us because we met Lars at the fair so my mom took the younger three back home and Lars and I ran in with Petra to the pet store.Turns out our $.13 fish, bought for the price of 15-ping pong balls at $2, created a soft spot in our hearts. After all, we couldn't leave her in a plastic Solo cup with all sorts of BPA and who knows what. Could we? So in addition to her fish food we got her a teeny weenie tank. And some rocks. Well, a filter too cause that is just common sense. Some water treatment stuff. Of course, Patty was lonely. So very, very lonely. Our poor hearts couldn't take it. We bought Patty a brother (yet to be named by the sleeping Soren) and a sister named Andrea (meaning brave, picked by Annike) -- Brother and Andrea totaled $.26. The mansion and supplies, on the other hand, came to a total of $24.99.
It was well worth it. The look of joy and pride on Petra's face as she sunk that ping pong bowl into the glass bowl was priceless. Anything for our little super star.
Whaddya wanna bet they're all floaters in the morning?
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Good luck with those! We have the class hermit crabs home for the first half of the summer and have yet to lose one--although Spike, Jr. just lost a claw and, according to our resident expert, that's the kiss of hermit crab death. Stay tuned!
I had a fair fish (named Richard) last almost a year. The other goldfish I bought to be his companions (Rosalyn and then Raymond) died quick deaths. You never know.
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