Do I need to even add words to this posting? My beloved Gold Fish are back. Those delightful cheesy fish are all mine… mine – mine – mine – mine.
Do you understand with the size of the box why I was worried when mom put me on Gold Fish restriction? I just knew daddy would get into my stash and eat all of my wonderful fishies. If he did, I would have to pop him on the nose and tell him, “Bad daddy!”
Pardon me now… I have a date with some orange fish and I don’t want to keep them waiting. Snorts and oinks my friends! Thank you so much this week for your support!