Dear terrible owners,
You have got to be kidding me. Didn't anyone tell this kid don't tap the glass? Seriously people control your little rug rat before he kills me! Yeah, sure kid I'm your goldfish. But that doesn't mean I don't have feelings! And by the way, I HATE this bowl! Clear glass with a little Japanese ninjas in the far corner? Real imagination there kiddo. Because that doesn't remind me of a sushi bar at all. Not to mention, my name is Goldy...GOLDY?? REALLY???? Do you not have one creative fiber in you? Wait, I can answer that for you. NO! And Mom, who in their right mind gets a three year old a gold fish? If he isn't trying to take me out of my prison cell of a bowl, he is usually trying to "swim" with me. How smart is your child to stick his head in his goldfish's bowl and try to breathe? Here's a thought. Put me on a higher shelf. This way, your kid doesn't drown himself and I don't have to get my ear drums blown out every time he knocks on my bowl!








Sincerely,








Goldy, your miserable goldfish