The fish survived Thanksgiving. They are now here for Christmas, and
only one of them has to go back to school next week. Apparently
Katherine's teacher decided that four fish was two too many. The
others went home with another student, who will also only have to
bring one back. Either the cats haven't noticed them, or consider
them not worth the effort.
Ed remarked that he is sure the irony of names of the two fish are lost on Katherine. I agree. Their names? "Fresh" and "Ice Cold".
We had a very nice Thanksgiving dinner at my sister's house. She is also an animal lover, having several dogs, cats, and a few other critters hanging around. She has a Beagle named "Brutis" and a Jack Russell Terrier named "Doobie" that stay in the house. They do get to go outside, but only under certain conditions.
That afternoon, after dinner, the kids (Katherine and my niece Josie) took Doobie outside. Needless to say, Brutis was not a happy camper. This is his discussing the situation with Ed, made all the more funny by the look on Ed's face. You see, it took about three years for Brutis to determine that Ed was not the boogey man.
A while later, Brutis decided to try me.
You think he isn't spoiled? This is my sister, singing him to sleep. The music in the background from my boys and Ed.
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