Or maybe not...

So I took Maddie and bought the new fish, brought him home, cleaned the bowl and put him in with Wanda and put them back on the table for Maddie to stare and look at for hours. The next morning....both dead! Josh came in and told me before he left for work and said "Good luck telling Maddie" (typical man!!) So when Maddie got up, she went straight for the fishbowl and we had to have a talk about how sometimes fish die. But she is convinced that they will be in heaven waiting to see her again (which works for me!) So we had our little toilet funeral and flushed Maddie's pets down the toilet. She then looked up at me and said "I gave them fish food, I gave them love, and they died....I need a dog...they don't die!" So ever since, getting a dog is all she talks about. We will see, maybe down the road!