Every time I watched Peppa Pig with my preschooler Neel, buying him his own Goldie was one of the things I had on my mind. So after deciding to buy a pet fish, on a Saturday morning we made a stop at Petsmart. We shopped two brightly colored mollies, a bowl, some fish tank décor and fish food.
Once home, Neel and I set up the fish bowl with the décor, poured distilled water and dropped the mollies in there. The fish merrily swam in their new home sweet home. We also fed the fish per the instructions. But by late evening the water in the bowl had turned cloudy.
So before bed time we cleaned the bowl and filled it with tap water. The mollies joyfully swam around.
However, next day morning my hubby and I woke up to two floating fish in the bowl. My husband was very apprehensive about how Neel would cope with the pet loss. He felt the death of the fish would be very devastating when Neel learnt about it.
That's when Neel came out of his room and walked towards the bowl and spoke in a very matter-of-fact tone, "The fish is dead". My very concerned husband sympathetically consoled him, "So sorry Neel that your fish is no longer swimming. Dada and Amma are very sad" to which my son responded, "Don't worry Dada! The girl in the store said just bring in the dead fish in a bag and your receipt. They will replace it with new fish." We were flabbergasted. The little guy had indeed listened to the return policy attentively while the check out counter lady had mentioned it.
Once home, Neel and I set up the fish bowl with the décor, poured distilled water and dropped the mollies in there. The fish merrily swam in their new home sweet home. We also fed the fish per the instructions. But by late evening the water in the bowl had turned cloudy.
So before bed time we cleaned the bowl and filled it with tap water. The mollies joyfully swam around.
However, next day morning my hubby and I woke up to two floating fish in the bowl. My husband was very apprehensive about how Neel would cope with the pet loss. He felt the death of the fish would be very devastating when Neel learnt about it.That's when Neel came out of his room and walked towards the bowl and spoke in a very matter-of-fact tone, "The fish is dead". My very concerned husband sympathetically consoled him, "So sorry Neel that your fish is no longer swimming. Dada and Amma are very sad" to which my son responded, "Don't worry Dada! The girl in the store said just bring in the dead fish in a bag and your receipt. They will replace it with new fish." We were flabbergasted. The little guy had indeed listened to the return policy attentively while the check out counter lady had mentioned it.
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