We have a little pond in one of our front flower beds. Well, that’s what Jackson calls it.
It has a fountain, which we have never plugged in, but it’s a cute little thing. After we moved in last spring and the ice thawed, we discovered a golfish in it. I don’t understand how they can freeze and thaw every year and survive, but “they” say they do!
Well, Harry the goldfish was nowhere to be seen this spring after the thaw. We think the neighbor’s cat probably got it.
We still don’t like for the boys to go over and throw in rocks, and poke in there with sticks because they are bound to get soaked.
Be sure your sin will find you out!!!!
I don’t blame him for crying. It was pretty gross!