My mom and dad bought me a fish when they were away for their wedding anniversary.
I love my fish and carry her everywhere: the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, bed, and outside on my walks around the neighborhood.
|Love my fishie! *squeak, squeak*|
Anyway, my cute perfect little fish stopped squeaking a few days ago.
|Poor fish... what is wrong, fishie? What is wrong?|
I did everything I could to fix her. I gave her kisses, threw her in the air, and shoved her in my mom's face.
And then... eureka! I had a brilliant idea...
|blub, blub, blub|
FISH NEED WATER!!!!
|Hey fishie, how are you feeling?|
Well, it turns out that it didn't make her squeak again. But it did make her smell super yummy!