One of my coworkers just moved with her husband to Florida. Her daughter had 5 fish that were not able to go. I offered to take the fish and add them to my tank. Her daughter was happy to know her fish had a new home and I brought the fish to the house on Monday. The fish tank I currently have in my room takes up half my desk. I knew another tank was out of the question. I mentioned a few ideas to Little Boy Blue.
"Little Boy, we can either combine these new fish with those in my large tank or put the small tank in your room. Which would you like?"
"I want the new fish in my room."
Done. We set up the tank and he has been great at taking care of his five new pets. Tuesday morning he came to my room and explained what each fish was doing. One was near the castle, another just swimming, one was behind a rock, and two were busy chasing each other. He was thrilled.
We went downstairs for breakfast. As I sat to eat my cereal, Little Boy Blue contemplated, then spoke. "I like my new fish... but, now I want a puppy."
He looked at me with puppy eyes.
Oh dear. I think I started something.
I don't want to be the bad guy that says no to a puppy!
Does life have a rewind button?