My first personal experience with a goldfish took place when our oldest daughter was 4 years old. After months of pleading for a pet, my husband and I finally decided to compromise. A dog was out of the question. Between the demands of career and family, I knew a puppy would not have the quality of life that it deserved in our house. A goldfish would have to do. Freddy was well loved and cared for. I washed its bowl on Saturdays, and our little girl would proudly feed him daily. However, Continue Reading