It's got fishies! Goldfish, Angelfish (with beards to rival Santa's), Guppies, teeny tiny little fish whose name escapes me...lots and lots of fishies, though not a herring or tuna to be seen, thank heavens.
Reminds me of my goldfish selecting when I was teeny tiny myself (haven't grown much since then), when I selected one male, and one female and named them Dixie and Dora (the Explorer stylee, though that was long before her time). The fact that we had no idea regarding the sex of each fish was completely irrelevant - I was convinced they were going to have little fishes. Which never happened. And they both died. Sniff.
But...we weren't in the Pet Centre to purchase fish, or anything fish related (well, that's not strictly true, but I'm getting to that). In fact, we were there to buy our cat some food (ironic, I know), though not necessarily the fishy kind. Phew.
Yep, a few treats and denta-something-or-others, and we were done in the snug Pet Centre. Yep, it's nearly as teeny tiny as those fish, and me at once stage, but it's crammed full of everything...
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