I have a few pets. Nineteen actually....nope, twenty. OK, maybe eighteen. They just keep moving so fast I can't count em.
We are fish people, y'all. We did not choose to be fish people, they chose us.
We purchased our home complete with a HUGE built in fish tank. So now we are fish people.
Our fishtank is rather sparse looking being that it is so big, and we haven't been able or willing to upgrade it's decor or inhabitants much.
We did, however, purchase a helpful sucker fish so that we could be lazy and watch him eat the gook off the inside of the tank.
Meet Ugly McUglyson:
I named him. Cause he isn't exactly attractive. He's actually kinda creepy looking.
But I didn't care because owning him allowed us to be lazy. And I like myself a good dose of lazy.
Alas, I am speaking in the past tense because a few weeks ago, Ugly passed away and went to the great big fishbowl in the sky.
I'm not able to get my dose of lazy anymore...and the fish tank has seen better days. It's not exactly the pièce de résistance of the house that it once was. More like a grody goo box.
I want a beautiful, lush, tropical snorkel vacation invoking fish tank. Not a grody goo box. Maybe something like this:
And while I'm in the fishtank makeover process, I may just redo the downstairs bathroom and add this:
Because who doesn't want a dozen or so eyes on you while you go about your bathroom business?
I'm sure a certain toddler of mine would be THRILLED to use the fish potty and sink. He might even put his potty and poo-poo into the fish potty chair on a regular basis.
That's it, I'm SOLD!