Poor Fishies.

We purchased 2 more fish as buddies for the singleton living in our backyard pond. Alec named them Bark (the orange one) and concrete (the red and white one). It reminds me of my childhood fish that I named with equal silliness - Paul, after my dad, and Fluffy. I wonder, did I really get the ironicy at that age?

After we released our captive little swimmers into the wide open space that is our murky, sometimes stinky pond, we stood back to watch them swim around the large plumes of green algae. Alec said, "WOW, mama! Look at all that allergy! Poor little fishes".

It was so cute, I didn't even correct him.