Finny The Fish

Today Daddy and I went to the animal store. I showed my bunny to a real bunny.   I wanted to get a dog and a bunny and a fish, but I just got a fish because I got to be 5 years old to get a bunny and a dog. 



I picked Finny because his colors were pretty and I couldn't find Nemo. (There was a Nemo, but it was a pretend fish with a diver.) I named him Finny because fish have fins. We took Finny home in a plastic bag with water in it. I held him really tight. When we got home we put it in the tank. T, t, tank starts with the letter T.

Sometimes fish die. Mr. Red died at my school. He was a really good red fish. He won't come back. That makes me sad. Jesus died and went in the tomb, but he came back. Fish don't come back because they go live with Jesus. 

I am going to take care of Finny: feed him everyday and clean the tank. That's all about Finny. I made a potato head that looks like Daddy.