One fish two fish

When my parents came down last week, they – I dare say – spoiled Will. Shocking, I know! Among the nonsense wonderful gifts chosen was a Betta fish. A blue one. Named Fish. Seriously, for the first day- Monday- that was Will’s chosen name, or Shark. I think I finally convinced him Finn was a good name, both because he has fins and Will loves a certain Finn McMissile from Cars 2. Oh we (because, I mean, I was there) bought a tank and rocks, a plant, food and all the good stuff a fish needs to make his house a home. We set up the tank when we got home, found the perfect spot and fed Fish Shark (still his name at this point).

Then Thursday morning Will found Finn sleeping. On his side. Yep, you guessed it, good ‘ol Finn died. Peacefully, in his sleep. At least I assume so. Will’s first fish, my parents left, Daniel’s out of town and I have to figure out how to explain this to Will. As I was dialing Daniel, Will walked up to me and said, I think my fish is dying, he’s not waking up! Okay, that was easier than I thought. But how do you know about dying?!!? So he was a little sad, but 2 1/2 days with Finn must not have been enough to form an attachment too strong.
I think it’s worth mentioning this fish was purchased from Wal-Mart. So when Daniel returned, we decided PetSmart was the place to go and that’s where we bought fish #2 this weekend. Sorry Dr. Suess, no red fish for the Belchers. Will definitely has a type, they look almost the same!


We ran through a list of names again but in the end Will chose, on his own, Kaczmarski (kazz-mar-skee). Daniel’s friend, Kacz as we call him for short (his last name), was impressed, I’m sure.