Meet Molly: Our $200 goldfish

Well, not technically.

Here's what happens when you have too much time on your hands and decide to buy a goldfish in the name of cute nursery decor:

This was to be a $30 purchase.

We strolled into Pet Smart Sunday afternoon with a twinkle on our eye.  We were going to buy our little girl's first pet- how fun! 

However, shortly after arriving, we awoke to our first reality:  a 1 gallon fish bowl for a 1" goldfish was not going to fly. 

Duh?....

Apparently goldfish grow to a foot long (I'd like to see the day!) and these fish activists mean business.  So after some negotiating we walked away with a 2 gallon tank and a promise to put the fish in a 10 gallon tank in the next few weeks.... 

Slightly amused with our getaway strategy, we headed to checkout with Molly and Rodger  (Rodger is the snail we threw in for good measure...you know, as a friend for Molly...)  but got no further than check-out before coming across fish activist #2. 

FA #2: "You have live algae, plants, or food for that snail, right?" 
Kevin:  "No, but can't I throw some grass clippings in there?" 

She wasn't amused...  back we went for $6 snail food

Finally, $52.70 later, we walked out with Molly (the fish), Rodger (the snail), a bag of gravel, a 2 gallon fish bowl, 1 fake plant, and both fish and snail food.

But I thought you said $200?? 

Well, allow me to finish...

Home we went, eager to set up Molly's new world.  I start by cleaning the bowl, then cleaning the gravel... in a strainer... over the sink.

Seems fine, right?

Wrong.

Let's just say gravel and garbage disposals are not friends...  And what's worse?  Washing it down and turning on the disposal to rid our sink of gravel.

(no picture needed...)

For the next hour I tried my hardest to scoop up the gravel, but nothing worked, and soon the disposal went from a loud grumbling, to complete silence...

So, come Thursday morning (my first day of maternity leave), what will I be doing?  Reading The Great American Novel, feet elevated, being fed grapes, while fanned with palms, by my loving husband? 

Nope. 

I'll be hanging out under our kitchen sink trying to get this disposal back up and running.... 


On the bright side, did I mention how cute Molly looks in the nursery? 

 

Sure can't put a price on that!  ;)