Friday, June 11, 2004

My fish grow and grow. I don't think there's anything wrong with that. That's what fish do. But usually, they grow in proportion to their living quarters. The tank I have (in dreamland) is HUGE. I don't know how big, but it takes up my whole army desk. There's only 5 fish in there, so they can be expected to grow rather large. I'm taking good care of them; too good, maybe. I'm always giving them fresh water with conditioning treatments and I give them lots (but not too much) of good, high quality food. Everything's okay until one morning when I notice my black moor is bigger than my cat, Gertie.

I lose it. I panic like crazy and nag KC. What happened? What are we gonna do? This guy will use up the oxygen the other fish need, or eat their food, or eat them!!

Then I take a closer look inside the tank. There's only 3 fish in there!! He's already eaten a couple. Then, KC reminds me the other 2 are on vacation and everything's okay again.

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