A year of George

Sunday marked a year since I first blipped about George our sweet little goldfish.  Back when we got him...he lived in a quart mason jar....now he resides in a gallon pickling jar in our kitchen, and is happy as a....well......a goldfish.  We love this happy little buddy.  He is such wonderful part of our family.  I talk to him while I cook breakfast, and dinner, and he just swims around so happy to be with me.  He is so smart, and definitely knows when it is feeding time. love him.  

With Sugar off enjoying some time with her friend, The Hubby and I managed to have a Netflix marathon of "making a murderer".  We MAY have watched all but the last episode in one day. Maybe.....