It’s spring break, which is synonymous with our annual trip to visit Grandma and Grandpa. In past years, our only pre-traveling concerns were stopping the mail and trying to tidy the house so as not to induce clutter shock on reentry.
This time, though, we had a more critical consideration: our fish. I did a partial water change prior to leaving, but didn’t manage to teach them to fend for themselves while we’re gone.
Still, our concessions were few compared to other friends who had to arrange lodging for their pets. One family hired their babysitter to walk and feed their dog (their dog never had it so good!), while the other left their dog with relatives.
While we very much enjoy tending to our fish, I don’t think they depend on us to do much more than feed them and ensure a healthy habitat. I also know that, while a daily meal may be optimal, our fish could survive with less—as a matter of fact, less food is better than too much.
My kids’ more conveniently-located grandparents, who were (hopefully!) adequately prepared, will pay daily visits to our home to feed the fish during the first half of our vacation, and a house sitting friend (and fish expert) will cover the second half.
So I know our fish are in good hands, which makes it easier to enjoy our vacation. I do still wonder what is on their little fishy brains, and if they comprehend changes in their regular schedule or lighting or the number of gigantic humans thundering by their tank. I can say that the fish are top of our son’s mind: at dinner, when asked if he’d like to color a picture of fish, he responded, “I LOVE fish!” Hopefully the hostess didn’t think he meant he loves fish for dinner.
We have more to do on our trip, and we’re not even close to being ready to return home. But when the time comes, reality may be a little easier to swallow since we’ll be coming back to our aquatic friends.