A Day Out

Senior and the crew took off to do some shooting. He needed guy therapy. So it was me and the boys. Knowing that my parents sit at home 6 days out of 7. I had the novel idea to invite them off with us.   
They came to our house to meet Mosin, then we headed off to the Island. And had a great burger at a local place that is a former gas station. 
Since my parents never exercise, I made them walk. First we went to the local farmers market...dang it! I had no cash on me. There was a lady selling honey and beeswax candles.   Oh well, maybe I can ride back down next Saturday....

Then we stepped in to the local "Sweet Shop" where this Snotty Candy Girl didn't want to answer our questions. God forbid she has people watch her make candy.Then they got even snottier because we did not buy any of their $17.00/pd Fudge. 

Then we walked to the end of the street and walked around the marina..  It was cold, windy and cloudy. Even the Pelicans were freezing: 

 I like this panoramic of the Marina. There is a little seafood restaurant I am hoping Senior takes me to for my Birthday next month. What day you ask? Here is a hint: Its a day hallmark created to sell more cards...

My Parents were ready to call it a day, so the boys and I went home collected Mosin and took him to the Pet Store. ND picked out new fish for his tank, and Mosin got a little buggy ride. He was exceptionally well behaved, and enjoyed his little field trip.  We just bought that harness Two weeks ago and it is all ready fitting tight. Time to find a bigger one. 

-JUGM

Only The Strongest....

When my baby fish hatched at the end of August, There was around 75-100. When they all swam together it looked like a little dust cloud. I thought what in the heck am I going to do with all those babies? My tank is big..but not that big.
One by one, in some way and some how the little ones got picked off. Senior told me it was a game of survival and only the strongest and smartest would make it.
A month ago, there was only one left. It darted around the rocks, and I was trying to catch it. In doing so a large rock tumbled and I thought it crushed the last baby. There was no sign of it any where in the tank

Until...tonight, when we are eating dinner...I squinted at first, then got a better look... I be darn! It was still alive, and grown a lot. You can see his coloring and how much he looks like mom and dad.
Senior was right...this little guy was the strongest, and was the smartest...and some how, and in some way he managed to stay undetected and survived.

Now he is out of whatever crevice he had been hiding in, swimming and darting around the tank. His appetite is healthy- and he looks happy.
It is always so amazing that in nature-that life will always finds a way..... 



So, we appropriately named him "Nemo" of course..and here he is with one of his parents looking on: