Goldfish.

I'm such a silly mouse. :/

I went to a fair with my sister yesterday (I ALSO DISCOVERED MY LOVE OF HULA HOOPS THERE, BTW!) and there was one of those awful little side games where they give away life animals as prizes. I know I shouldn't support them by giving them my money, but I felt so bad for the little goldfish there and I knew that ALL of them that went home with anyone weren't going to live. I knew I could give at least one or two of them a good chance. :/ Wound up winning two of them, one died this morning, but I still have the other and I'm looking right now to try and find someone in the area that has a nice pond at home that I could put him in so he'd be able to live out his whole fishy life and grow into a great big carp.

Hoping someone gets back to me by tomorrow as I'm not sure how long he'll make it if not. :( Sigh. I always set myself up for heartache with these things. My conscience wouldn't allow me to do anything else though. I'm such a homo.