Sunday…

RIP, Pumpkin the Betta
RIP, Pumpkin the Betta

Pumpkin, the fish I was “taking care of” didn’t last 24 hours. He was very dead this morning. He was flushed with Full Ichthyological Honors. And that was the start to my Sunday. I should not be trusted with any living thing. That is why I need a ROBOT cat. I am surprised that Carlton lasted as long as he did!

I did clean and disinfect his tank. I’ll either replace him or put a bunch of flowers in his tank. I am leaning towards flowers.

And, I deadheaded rose bushes, did laundry, finished reading the papers, stocked up with yogurts. And napped.

the common house fly
the common house fly

The photo ops around the asylum are very limited – compared to the old neighborhood or Hawai’i. I am reduced to photographing flies. (And dead pet fish). I am even boring myself.

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