I had taken Frankie's advice only to have forgotten my dream again- gone. It has been a while since I've blogged about my fish. The only good things about this past cruel summer after WWII Weekend were my books and my aquariums. I enjoyed a fabulous healthy happy time with them. We had gone to the Poconos Saturday to eat at The Waterwheel. When I got up that morning everybodies' favorite Paradise Betta the Tetra Killer was dead. He got put in a seashell and placed in the fish cemetery along with Felix and Mars. I moved Julius to his tank as he was outgrowing the frog tank. He seems happier with the three catfish: Oscar, Ector, and Govinda. Tattoo, the esmerald cory cat, in the frog tank is big. I'd been feeling sorry for him being the only cat there and considered moving Oscar back to his original frog tank. He's my oldest fish: I've had him for seventeen months. I expect him to live to be five like my cats I've had in the past. He's just too happy with his Glo cat friends for me to upset, so I got another esmerald for Tat, Rose. They are overjoyed, and it is very pleasing to watch. I had only gone to the pet store to get the catfish plus another Glow Light tetra for Shini. She schools with the neons and black neons in Merlin's cylindrical tank, but Vishnu had eaten her kin: Buddah, Lassit, and Atif before I moved her. I felt sorry for little Shini and picked up Garrish for her. I'm glad I did, and glow tetras are so much fun to watch whirling around a tall tank. I have been wanting a black Betta for a while. I only seem to see them when I don't have the room for them. That's how I got stuck with that murderous bitch Juno, my first and last female. Like Juno Lennox is a Black Orchid. He is small and young, so he fits well with the frogs and cats. I could not resist him. He's gorgeous. They had a White Opal male too. Some day I would like to have one.
