The more I thought about it I decided to get a fighting fish, they require less cleaning and last forever. Diego picked out (with mom's help) the most beautiful fighting fish. The fins were so long that they curled. The fish was blue with the tips of his tail turning red - beautiful!
This is what we came home to this afternoon. At first I thought that Po (from Kung Fu Panda) was in the rocks where he likes to sleep. But there is nothing.....There is no sign of a struggle, I assume there would be water splashed everywhere. I am of course talking about Daisy, my loving cat. I would have never thought that she was capable of such an act. Not that she is too kind - we all know that she mean and heartless. I just didn't think that she had the skills - plus she has no claws! I had witnessed her drinking Nemo's water, and even batting at the glass. Again I assumed she lacked the skills and desire of reaching her paw in the water.
There is not evidence - no splashed water and no fish...yet!
Newest fear - where is the fish? I can only assume it was Daisy - the cat spends 20 hours a day on my bed, 3 hours under my bed and the remaining hour sneaking around the house...I only hope she ate it - I do not want Diego finding his fish dead somewhere - but even more so I really do not want to find a fish in my bed - I just cleaned the sheets!
