My Anxious Fish

My Anxious Fish desperately needed a spade that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It was considered to be an odd undertaking, to most, but not to the Fish, who thinks it would be the most awesome idea. Strangely, a spade would be the item chosen.

My Anxious Fish always kept a spade that they would often demolish. This seems an exciting action, to some, but not to the Fish, who considered that this idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a spade is the thing to opt for.

My Anxious Fish carried a cup that they sometimes put down their trousers. It should be a fairly strange approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Fish, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was exciting. Honestly, a cup was the item that was selected.

My Anxious Fish desperately looked for a big sponge that they would often break. One might find this to be a fairly bizarre action, to my grandma, but not to the Fish, who thought that this idea is breathtaking. Bizarrely, a big sponge is the item to select.

My Anxious Fish desperately looked for a mug that they would often rub on his belly. It might have been a fairly extraordinary action, to me and my husband, but not to the Fish, who felt that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a mug was the thing that was opted for.

My Anxious Fish needed a can of Tango that they sometimes drop. This seems an exciting action, to my dad, but not to the Fish, who felt that this idea is entertaining. Honestly, a can of Tango was the item that was chosen.