My blue throat trigger ("Tank" as my 5 year old daughter named him) went carpet surfing while I was at work and while my wife was upstairs with the kids.
I came home to a hysterically crying 5 year old, a stressed out wife, a confused 2 year old, and one dead fish. Very sad night in the house :(
I came home to a hysterically crying 5 year old, a stressed out wife, a confused 2 year old, and one dead fish. Very sad night in the house :(
