The Things I Deal With When Andrew is Out of Town

Sadly, we have to report that Madison, the goldfish, passed away late Friday evening. She had been a little sluggish for a few days and was found belly up on Saturday morning. As is customary in cases like these, Madison was flushed away to the great beyond. Tears were shed and Liam spoke at the services by proclaiming, "Fishy dead", over and over. Before the tears even had time to dry the question was asked if we could now get a dog.

We anticipate looking for a new fish over spring break. Since our luck with Wal-Mart fish is awful, we will try the local PetCo. We are also suggesting that the names of friends not be used for pets.