Oh no, Betta

This is Sugar Ray. Jeremiah won him at a ping pong toss at his office. Apparently that's what he does at his job. It was employee appreciation week last week. We don't have that at my office because we're appreciated every day. We just have to...remember that...on our own. Jeremiah said he wasn't going to bother with the ping pong toss but then he decided the girls would really love having a betta fish. Oh joy. Another mouth to feed.

Of course Jeremiah was completely right, Kate and Sarah were thrilled to meet the fish. They like taking turns feeding him. We have to tell Kate not to feed him during non-sanctioned feeding sessions because, we explained, he will eat himself to death. Sugar Ray currently resides on the counter in the kitchen which I suppose is meant to be some sort of dieting tool. "Eat too much - die. Any questions?"

So far, though, no one has fed the fish to death. I keep checking. Sugar Ray merrily swims around in his tiny tank, discovering and forgetting each detail of his special living space over and over every day while he awaits the inevitable.

There will be a head for you...a tail for me.

Kate told me matter-of-factly "we had a pet fish in the classroom and he died. It was tragic." Thus far, that has been her only commentary to me on the topic of fish-keeping and Sarah has remained silent. Hope they can maintain that stiff upper lip because that black cat is crazy and everyone knows the fluffy one is pure evil.