Last night we took Merrick out to Bass Pro Shops to eat dinner and look at the "sheesh". (Sheesh is Merrick for fish, fyi.) We've planned a family trip later this summer to go to a
real aquarium, but for now Bass Pro will have to do:

Merrick loves "sheesh", and we can't go in Wal-Mart without making a stop at the pet department. We went out even though Merrick had napped for only about an hour today...very
stupid brave of us. Here are my guys waiting for our table:

The pre-dinner sheesh viewing went well, but then once it came time to sit still and eat, the sheesh hit the fan. Merrick lost it, to say the least. Thankfully we were with a big group, and were in a room by ourselves. I inhaled my dinner and then went back to the fish tanks with Merrick to try and preserve some of my sanity/dignity. :) There is this one huge tank in the middle of the restaurant that's pretty cool, and lots of fake fish/sharks, etc that are hanging from the ceiling. Merrick has obviously been around airports too long, because he was calling the giant hammerhead shark that was on the ceiling an "airplane". Kind of gives new meaning to flying fish. We made it out alive, with only a bit of indigestion. Here is Merrick, pre-meltdown, checking out the fish tank:

Next time...if there is a next time...we'll make sure we nap before we make any public appearances. :)
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