Monday, February 13, 2012

Fish and Snow don't mix in Texas

     Last night the crazy Texas weather decided it was time for some snow...I hate snow. It's cold and wet and causes wrecks. Well, Sam and I needed to go to Walmart; we needed a few things and she wanted to buy some new fish to replace Raider, Ivy, and Blimey (may they rest in peace). But when we got to the pet section and started looking at the fish, there wasn't an employee there to help, so what did we do, we decided to do it ourselves. We went over to the sink to fill the bag with water and Sam starts freaking out, "Oh my gosh there's a fish! There's a fish!"
      "What are you talking about, Sam?!"
      "Merry, do you not see that fish?! It's in the sink...is it dead? Oh my gosh it's alive!"
      "Well don't just stand there weirdo! Put it back! Oh my Gosh it's gonna die! Sam what kind is it?"
      " I don't know...It's funny looking I don't see the right tank!!!"
      " I found it! Right here Sam, these are spotted like that too."
Sam eventually got the little fishy back in his tank and he was fine, but the whole ordeal was quite hysterical in my mind.
  
     A few minutes later Sam and I have picked out the fish we want and I am attempting to retrieve the cute little guy with spots that we've picked when an employee finally shows up. He helps us get the three fish that we really like and we leave. On our way out of the store we come up with the following names: Vangouldfish, Vangough for short, for the bigger fish with lots of spots; Houston, after Whitney Houston (Sam had to many real friends named Whitney to use that), for the Goldfish with black on her tail; and Jane for the cute little plain goldfish.
     Once outside we were devastated to find that it was still snowing, like I said before I hate snow, and Sam harbors these same feelings for the horrid stuff. So on the way to the car Sam clings to the fish bag, holding it to her body to keep them from getting too cold. I had the great responsibility of holding them in the car and keeping them from shaking to much.
     I'm glad to report that I am watching the three of them swim around happily as I type. :)

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