Fish Games

Good Evening,

    Paul asked a question in the comments of my last entry and I thought I'd post a quick entry in answer to his question.  What if the fish want to play?  I'm afraid that I am in essense their jailer.  They are not allowed out to play for the next 7 weeks.  That's the time remaining on their 3 month punishment for the strange disappearance of seven minnows that were left in their care during ice fishing season.  Yes, I know, the minnows were nothing but bait for much larger fish, small-mouth bass, rainbow trout, or whatever could be hooked through the ice on the lake.  The point is that the goldfish don't know that and their barbaric behavior has to be acknowledged and dealt with.  Besides, the 9" long plecostomus cheats at games, so they always end up fighting and making a messy puddle for someone else to clean up.  Have you ever had to pick up a 5" long goldfish?  Frankly, I'm thrilled that I don't have to deal with that.  Besides, it sets a bad example for the smaller fish, and it's not fair to the blind one!  Seriously, it has cloudy covering on both it's eyes, and keeps bumping into the castle.  Anyway, I hope this answers the question about the fish playing. 

    My 12 hour midnight shifts are being postponed a few days, leaving me with a free Sunday!  Yay!   I'll have to decide how to spend the day.  I should be done petsitting by early afternoon.  I should probably go take care of some errands and shopping.   Or maybe just goof off.  Depends on the weather, whether the sun will shine or not.  I hope you all have a great weekend-weather or not- and .......

                           ~Thanks For Stopping By~