Our family fish decided to "return to the sea".
Goldie was a loving, affectionate pet (at least, as much as a fish can be) and he will be missed.
Moreover, since I had to pull out of our three barbecues due to Joseph's pink eye (funny, no one had a problem with that decision), Goldie's passing at least gave us something to do: Visit an equally infectious pet store for the obligatory replacement fish.
Olivia, saddened by Goldie's "decision", was appointed to select the replacement pet and she chose a lovely, white with pink streaked fin Beta Male....and she named "him":
Are you ready for this?
Are you sure?
She named the fish Dita.
I'm guessing, since there is no clear television/children's book character that may have inspired the name, O sensed that our new fish was some sort of reincarnated German burlesque dancer.
I'm 32, a dad, and I am not a douchebag...
6 years ago