Wordless Wednesday: The Nine-Year-Old (briefly) gets a goldfish

Mr. Goldfish (Photo: Shala Howell)

Mr. Goldfish (Photo: Shala Howell)

The Nine-Year-Old and I had the chance to tag along on Daddyo’s business trip to D.C. last week, so of course we took it.

Our hotel room came equipped with — of all things — a goldfish. The Nine-Year-Old absolutely loved it, and has talked to me at length every day since we’ve been home about how much better she would sleep if only she had a goldfish in her room at home too.

I remain unmoved.

The Nine-Year-Old took her duties as Room Guardian of the Goldfish very seriously. (Photo: Shala Howell)

The Nine-Year-Old took her duties as Room Guardian of the Goldfish very seriously. (Photo: Shala Howell)

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About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), my writerly self can be found blogging about life with a very curious Nine-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, or musing about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.wordpress.com.
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