Spent most of the morning hanging with Billy. Walking, talking, drinking coffee, finally eating breakfast. He went off to work on an old boat. I went out for a snorkel.
This looks a lot like the spotted pufferfish from Tuesday, but it isn’t a pufferfish. It doesn’t inflate itself to look fat and fatter. It has a box shaped skeleton. It is also a lot small than the pufferfish. Actually, there might be larger box fix farther out. Near shore they are small. And, this one is a lady.
I waste entirely too much time every winter trying to identify each and every parrot fish I swim by. Not that it matters one bit. It is a terminal male parrotfish of some sort. Most of my friends work crossword puzzles. I puzzle over parrotfish.
These guys are no brainers to identify. Like some butterflyfish, they mate for life. These are juveniles. About ½ grown.
I made some videos. But, I’ll spare you those and go get dinner instead.