I don't know what it is about these little creatures, or maybe I do. My dad raised me to be one with them...always. Every creature. We are a catch and release family. Well technically not family. I am speaking for my dad and me. Dave is most certainly not! He wants to kill all spiders. I have to scream and stop him and either take it outside myself or
Anyway, as far as my dad and me are concerned we not only release spiders, moths, mice, and things of that sort, but all others down to the tiniest little bug - or...we just let them be. They are living creatures just as we are...just trying to get a bite to eat : ) Unless they are mosquitos in our house, then they die. Sorry. That's where I draw the line. They eat Avi and I to death : ( You didn't see that coming did you? I'm ruthless when it comes to those ever thirsty buzzing little bloodsuckers. Mosquitos in the house! Eeeeekkkkk! In our room! Aaaakkk! Under our covers! Out the Doooooorrrrrrr!!!!
So all of this adds up to just one of the reasons why I am so sad that Señor died today. The other is for all the reasons I explained the last time he gave me a scare.
He put up a good fight, and he was a great fish. Many think fish are just fish, and have no personalities...I beg to differ. Señor greeted me every morning. I will miss walking out and seeing him swim straight up to me before I did anything, even make my coffee for the day...
Swim forever my sweet.