The truth as I know it:

We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life. But those who make their journey home across time & miles, growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them, are carried on the wings of destiny and placed among us by God's very own hands. ~~~ Kristi Larson

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The Fish Saga Continues

Okay, first of all, honey, if you are reading this post you are going to have to make more coffee in the morning.  You just can't possibly expect me to make it through these days with only three mugs.  Seriously, can you just go ahead and make a little more?

I know you are all on the edge of your seats wondering what the heck is going on with our fish.  Well, let me tell you.  The snail died this week. No fanfare, no warning, he just floated out of his shell. I am pretty sure it was a slow death of starvation.  I was putting the algae tablets in the tank as prescribed, but Jack's big FAT fish was eating them.  Seriously, his fish, which has lived for at least two years, is abnormally large and honestly looks a little bit freakish due to his size. He lost so much weight that he fell totally out of his shell.  Weird!  

This weekend Brian took the boys to the Harpeth River to play and they came home with a gallon jug full of minnows that they caught.  So into Jack's tank they went.  Freakishly large fish went into Liam and Connor's tank with small, grotesque bubble eye fish.  Small fish "woke up" this morning to some bloody looking fins.  Could freakishly fat fish be trying to eat small gross fish?  The saga continues.... stay tuned! 

And don't even get me started on the cat!  RUDE, RUDE, RUDE!!!!!

And no, Connor is not at the actual rodeo... this is him admiring the rodeo play set in the window of our local toy store!  I wish you could have seen the sparkle in his eyes! :)

Isaiah 1:5-6 "Why bother even trying to do anything with you when you just keep to your bullheaded ways?  You keep beating your heads against brick walls, everything within you protests against you.  From the bottom of your feet to the top of your head, nothing's working right.  From the Message translation


Lindsay said...

Bloody, ragged fins could either be caused by attack of the overly large (and apparently very hungry) fish, or fin rot. If fin rot, buy treatment stuff from pet shop or expect more deaths - you need to treat the tank not just the sick fishy. Good luck keeping the little suckers alive!

Kristine said...

Good luck with your fish...I say yuck to the whole thing...

and the cat...well yuck to that too.

I just say Yuck.


I miss ya. It seems like the days are going by so fast, football, gymnastics starts never the laundry pile and dishes...they go on for eternity. I hope that God has bigger plans than laundry for me for the rest of my maybe a free maid? wouldn't that be glorious.

LOVE the scripture you posted today. so true. so true.

I wished we lived closer...then we could hangout and let our kids run around together. Wouldn't that be fun? you should move. ;)

XXX to YOU!!!


Barb said...

Or, you could fry 'em up for dinner . . . Isn't it great that cats will drink out of the toilet and then walk all over the kitchen counters?

Kristin said...

Oh my goodness, that cat picture had me laughing out loud! Ha!!

mommaof4wife2r said...

the wonderment of the rodeo set!!!!