marching forth with Margot and Richie!

March Fourth:
My neighbor asked me to feed his two goldfish, Margot and Richie while he was out of town.

We all thought it would be fun to go on an after-supper field trip.

(Margot and Richie learning how to ride a bicycle)

(Margot and Richie, watch out for those nets!)

(Seeking the light at the end)

(Carefully observing the enemy)

Good times all around!

eat them up, yum!!

Four out of maybe the last seven nights (that's a lot), I've come home to a building reeking of fish. Now don't get me wrong, fish are delish, but this smell is appalling not appealing.



Maybe it's those.
Or maybe it's the smell of Dean and Kyle tirelessly training goldfish in Gibsonia that has wafted down to Green Street.



Who knows?

Maybe Comet, the 'world's smartest fish' has some answers.