Today was a sad day as I waved farewell to Hannibal and Napolean. No, not an histioric reference, but the two goldfish who have been in my care since November. (I feel obliged at this point to say that they didn't die, Michael has taken them back). Despite my frequent fear that I am in fact a terrible mother, they have survived quite well and even look a tad pregnant (which does make the names a bit odd, but hey.. )
So farewell fellas
So farewell fellas
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