Displaced?

For the last week  she has been acting very strangely. She sits staring into the pond  watching the fish.

'Oh, Frances  are you okay? Sasha, Frances has a lump.'

What? The fish has a name? Since when? They have been swimming around there for years minding their own business and criticising me, if I'm not careful.  NEVER HAVE I HEARD HER CALL THEM ANYTHING!!!

'I thought we should name them, Sasha. It would make them feel part of the family.' 

Part of whose family? I am her family and she is mine and they are our pets. What do they need with names?

'I notice Frances has no lump now. I will need to spend time talking to the fish to get to know them better. Don't worry, Sasha. And don't stare at me like that!'