OOOOOHhhhhhhhhNNNNOOooooooo. I was sneaking around my tank, looking for something to clean, re-build, re-design or just hide from my wife and my biggest fear materialized.
Well, not my biggest fear as that would be if Christie Brinkley, Angelina Jolie and one of the Victoria Secret Supermodels all came to my house to help me clean my tank and I was at the foot doctor getting a toe check up.
But my other biggest fear would be losing my Female Blue stripe pipefish, Patti.
I looked on the floor, and OMG, there she was, all dry, dusty and stiff. NNNNOooooo, not Patti. I raised her from a tiny little pipe and she was almost at the end of her normal lifespan anyway. Oh Why did little Patti jump out
I didn't want to flush her, I figured I would give her a proper burial so I found a little box and went to pick up her stiff body.
I bent down and she looked like a crooked piece of wire as I gently picked her up.
I looked at her little pointy face into her beady little eyes and noticed.....
Those aren't eyes and that isn't a face. As a matter of face, that isn't even a fish. It's a blue piece of crooked electrical wire left over from wiring the tank.
I turned around to look at the tank, and there was Patti, smiling as usual. If she had eyelids she would be batting her eyelashes at me.
I really need to wear my reading glasses when I work around the tank.
Here she is pregnant, cute little Mother, isn't she.