FISH!

Dave has been working to get a functional fish tank these past couple of days.  I was content with a small little bowl to put Brandon’s free fish in somewhere in the house.  But OH NO!  Dave has to be fancy.  So we now have a 20 gallon tank, a filter, light, rocks, and today, he brought home some “starter”fish.  He said they were feeder fish, and as soon as I noticed they were there (I was doing laundry when I saw the fish in the tank), I saw a little fish who wasn’t doing so well.  There were 4 same sized fish, and then one skinny fish.  Peyton came running in to see, and then Brandon, from downstairs, came running in.  Peyton saw the fish I was talking about as soon as Dave said, “Oh, that’s the minnow.”  Peyton said, “OH, MINNIE!”  I saw that the other fish were pecking at Minnie, so he let them out of the bag, and Minnie was free.  Only she was swimming sideways. And then letting the current take her around.  Not a good Your day to day interactions with your life partner can tadalafil 20mg feel less and not so much fulfilled but rather more and more undesirable. In the past, most of the ED patients were not able to treat their viagra without impotence. Why these solutions are getting acidic and what is wrong with it? I medically make it clear that change is not optional, and that common goals may require staffs to give up or defer some mouthsofthesouth.com generic cialis individual preferences. Your SI joint, or sacroiliac joint, tadalafil 20mg generika is found in your pelvis. sign.  I’d seen signs of dying fish in Dave’s old feeder fish tank that kept the arawana’s food.  They usually get stuck in the filter.  Dave let the kids help feed the fish, then we left them to their business.  Later, Dave told me that Minnie had already perished at the hands of the filter.  I ran up to find her stuck in the filter.  Awhile later, Peyton said, “Oh, where’s the little one?”  I quickly taught Peyton the rule of subtraction.  We had 5 fish and one went away.  We now had 4 left!  Then, she said, “Oh, I see it, it’s over there!”  She’d found it stuck in the filter.  She wasn’t too sad about it; I guess didn’t have that much time to become attached.  I think she’s pulling a Nemo and trying to get out of the tank to be free.  I can think that, right?  Dave did want me to flush her, but I’m not sticking my hands in to get her!  We’ll see how many of the remaining 4 make it through the night.