New Old Fish

As I mentioned a few days ago, our bffs have moved to California. Today we picked up their youngest son's fish, Skully, who obviously had to stay behind. It was a tense drive home, with Tom holding the bowl on his lap with determined concentration, whilst I attempted to drive up any hills and round any corners as slowly as possible. But he now appears to be perfectly happy in his new bedroom and Tom is delighted with his new pet.

Let's see if this one lasts longer than all the other fish we've owned, that are now in the Great Toilet Bowl in the Sky.