These two have been part of our family* for two years, since the kids won them at a school fall festival and they came home with us in little plastic cups. They originally looked very similar, but Angelisa has doubled in size and Robert has barely grown. They are actually different kinds of fish. Robert is a common goldfish, and Angelisa is a variety that could grow to be over 6″ long. The guy at Petco said they were feeder fish, that they were filthy and needed a 10 gallon tank and probably wouldn’t live long. But they are happy as clams in their filtered 2 gallon tank, even if they do require a clean out every week or so. They have funny little personalities, chase each other around the tank periodically, and swim excitedly toward me in the morning, looking for food. They sleep with eyes wide open together in the lower left corner of the tank every night. They had put themselves to bed by the time I took this picture, so they were rather annoyed at me for pestering them. But afterward I turned out their light and let them enjoy their cozy corner, and said what I have said every night for 2 years: “Good night fishies.”
*This may be a stretch. It’s possible I’m the only person in this house who remembers we have them.
This sweet little bird found her way into our courtyard today. She appeared to be someone’s “pet.” I use that term loosely, because I do not approve of how she was cared for. Her tail feathers were clearly cut, and wire was wrapped around one ankle. And yes, I promptly declared her female and named her Dovey.
Before dinner, James informed me she was up in the palm plant.
Maybe she was just resting all along, building up the courage and strength to make her true getaway from whatever character had sought to possess her by wire and clipped feathers. Because after dinner, she was gone.
I already miss her.