Goldy's Perspective

W. Bruce Cameron

Editor’s Note: The following column was originally published in 2006.

I guess I always thought that my first grandchild wouldn’t be a goldfish. I played along, though, when my then-8-year-old daughter solemnly explained that the arrival of “Princess Goldy” at our house meant that I was a grandfather. “Great,” I said, “I always wanted to take my grandchildren fishing!”

Princess Goldy lived to be old enough to have grandchildren of her own, except that we never thought to provide a Prince Goldy. As pets accumulated, my kids took full responsibility for their animals, never askin...