Ahhh, that flushing sound

So, our kids have been begging us for a pet.  Preferably one that is tangible, and larger than their hands, but we’re not quite ready for that yet.  Today, being the last day of school, the kindergarten class is getting rid of goldfish they’ve had for a few weeks.  Ahhh, the perfect pet.  The girls were prepared for the fact that they didn’t live long, but geesh, we didn’t even have them for 24 hours.  Yep, they were a floatin’ this morning.  All three of them.  Fortunately, the teacher has some left that I can bring home today.  NASTY, I had to flush them this morning.  I’m curious as to know why hubby didn’t do it as he left for an early meeting this morning.  Maybe a cruel joke at our attempt to have a pet?  Oh well, they come cheap.  My concern is their desire for continual replacements.  This is gonna get old quick.  Maybe Dutchess (our dog who lives at my parents house) will need to come home sooner than hubby would like.  I’m sure my parents are both laughing out loud right now.