My Red Fish

My Red Fish craved for a bat that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to my children, but not to the Fish, who thought it was fun. Who would have imagined, a bat having that done to it

My Red Fish desperately needed a sack of potatoes that they liked to play with. It would have been a fairly exciting approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Fish, who thought that this idea is magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a sack of potatoes was the chosen item.

My Red Fish found a set square that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This could be considered a curious exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Fish, who thought that the idea was out of this world. Remarkably, a set square would be the item that was selected.

My Red Fish searched for a ball to try to nail to the wall. It might have been a new undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Fish, who thought that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a ball is the thing to choose.

My Red Fish had a pint of cider that they would sometimes break. This is certainly a weird and wonderful action, to my dad, but not to the Fish, who had decided that the idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a pint of cider was the chosen item.

My Red Fish owned a spade that they would often experiment on. It might have been a fairly weird thought, to most, but not to the Fish, who felt it was out of this world. Honestly, a spade being the thing opted for.