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Texas Raisin has seen Howard's end. Not the movie...their newly-bought fish bought some property himself...the farm, specifically.
I'm not a big fan of fish as pets. I prefer to eat them. Freshly caught trout seared over a pine fire is a wonderful thing, especially when followed by a thick steak. I need to stop because I'm drooling. The sad part is, I just ate. But I digress.
Fish as pets...if you can get a freshwater system established, you're doing good. We, on the other hand, have a system that's so bad, the tech at the pet shop said she had never seen such a vivid color on a test strip. I detected a note of rebuke in her voice, but she didn't realize that she was talking to someone who has trouble remembering to change the oil on his car, let alone changing the water in the fish tank.
Still, we have one fish that soldiers on, a Black Skirt Tetra. She's always overdressed around our house. We are waiting for her to die and we will either try again with a new, sterilized tank or give it to someone who is foolish enough to believe that fish should be kept as pets. In the meantime, she is providing amusement to our cat, who bats at the glass and perches menacingly on top of the tank.
I agree with Raisin's comments on cats, though. We have a manx that treats us fairly well as his staff. Manx cats are great...if you can get over the missing tail. We have been honestly accused of cutting his tail off! We had to explain that it's just a characteristic of the breed and we weren't cat mutilators. They're a bit of a sports cat, with speed and cornering that would rival a Porsche, if you could get a Porsche to run on Cat Chow.
Incidentally, there's a cute story of how the manx lost his tail. The manx has been around for a long time. He was Noah's cat, THE Noah. He was out catching mice on the day it started raining. He barely made it in when the door slammed on his tail. The moral of the story: don't be late if you can help it.
The best part about having a manx is he doesn't provoke my allergies. I have a cat allergy in a big way. I've had weekends spoiled by cats before. Our manx, however, has no dander. It has something to do with the enzymes in his saliva when he cleans himself. I can actually bury my nose in his fur and let him play with me. It usually involves scratching and biting, but the cat has never complained about the teeth marks messing up his fur.
I will likely be loyal to the manx as long as they don't overbreed it. The alternative is a sphinx, and I don't want to think about having a cat that ugly.
More fish fun with Jen Ig
I'm not a big fan of fish as pets. I prefer to eat them. Freshly caught trout seared over a pine fire is a wonderful thing, especially when followed by a thick steak. I need to stop because I'm drooling. The sad part is, I just ate. But I digress.
Fish as pets...if you can get a freshwater system established, you're doing good. We, on the other hand, have a system that's so bad, the tech at the pet shop said she had never seen such a vivid color on a test strip. I detected a note of rebuke in her voice, but she didn't realize that she was talking to someone who has trouble remembering to change the oil on his car, let alone changing the water in the fish tank.
Still, we have one fish that soldiers on, a Black Skirt Tetra. She's always overdressed around our house. We are waiting for her to die and we will either try again with a new, sterilized tank or give it to someone who is foolish enough to believe that fish should be kept as pets. In the meantime, she is providing amusement to our cat, who bats at the glass and perches menacingly on top of the tank.
I agree with Raisin's comments on cats, though. We have a manx that treats us fairly well as his staff. Manx cats are great...if you can get over the missing tail. We have been honestly accused of cutting his tail off! We had to explain that it's just a characteristic of the breed and we weren't cat mutilators. They're a bit of a sports cat, with speed and cornering that would rival a Porsche, if you could get a Porsche to run on Cat Chow.
Incidentally, there's a cute story of how the manx lost his tail. The manx has been around for a long time. He was Noah's cat, THE Noah. He was out catching mice on the day it started raining. He barely made it in when the door slammed on his tail. The moral of the story: don't be late if you can help it.
The best part about having a manx is he doesn't provoke my allergies. I have a cat allergy in a big way. I've had weekends spoiled by cats before. Our manx, however, has no dander. It has something to do with the enzymes in his saliva when he cleans himself. I can actually bury my nose in his fur and let him play with me. It usually involves scratching and biting, but the cat has never complained about the teeth marks messing up his fur.
I will likely be loyal to the manx as long as they don't overbreed it. The alternative is a sphinx, and I don't want to think about having a cat that ugly.
More fish fun with Jen Ig
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