Meet Poundy

Our church had a carnival a few weeks ago and there were amusement rides, games, a food tent, a beer tent and lots of fun going on. On Thursday night one game caught Noah's eye and it was one where you could win a fish. We told him we didn't have anything for a fish at home and to put it simply, we didn't want one.

Fast forward to Saturday afternoon. I worked from 2-5 at the carnival and Sean came around 4:15 or so with the kids to start getting some rides/games out of their systems. No more than fifteen minutes after being there, Noah runs over to the table I was working at with a fish in a bag of water. Just lovely!

We brought the kids home that night, put the fish and water in a larger vase I had (we had nothing else for it) and decided if the fish would make it through the night, we'd go out and buy a fish bowl and whatever else was needed. I think the fish knew I really didn't want it around because he survived.

The next morning after church we stopped at Meijer, picked up the necessary things and welcomed the fish to the family. Only problem was that he barely made it another 12 hours and died through the night. I couldn't not go get a new one for the kids after we just got a fish bowl, rocks and food for it. So a couple days later we went and picked out a new fish and it's been alive for over a week now.

Noah named him "Poundy" because he is quite an aggressive fish and is always running into the bowl. He was quite stubborn when trying to get him out of the aquarium at the store as well.

Meet Poundy!