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You should all know that Heather and I added to our fish family today. Gordon, Karl, and Franny are living it up with Uncle Tom, Marla, and Winston (Seymour passed away on Monday. God bless his soul). Fred and Ginger are 9 cent goldfish shacking up in a new bowl. Ginger is sickly and no one will be surprised when she doesn't live through the night. But as long as I'm living we will not have a fish name Shirley, so if she doesn't pull through we're just going to match Fred up with another Ginger and hopefully he won't be able to tell the difference.