Blame it on all this summer sun making this Seattlite sun mad and incapable of resisting the pleas of three beasties.
It was either this or a cat. Sooooo....
The aquarium won out over kitty liter because it filled the gaping hole left in the built-in cabinet in the family room after we got a wide screen TV.
I cannot tell you how much that hole bothered me.
Too big as a shelf.
Too big and arched to put a door on it.
Ah, OCD flares again.
Beasties request made perfect sense.
Aquarium fit better that cat nasty box.
We also acquired 5 new finned friends.
It's has been a few years since our last fish tragedy so I relented.
We each named a fish.
CG named his fish, "Fillet-O!"
Say it a couple of times aloud and see if anyone around you snickers.
Sounds like something else, yes?
I told CG last night, as I rolled my eyes, that it might not be the best of appellations.
He countered with innocent outrage that I had a filthy mind.
Dirty mind? Me?
Maybe true. However, I didn't believe his innocent outrage for a second.
PB has been calling CG's fish "Fellatio" all morning.
I rest my case.
I do admit though that my fish, a Plecostomus Agae Eater named "Francoise the French Kisser" or "Frenchie" for short will be in good company.
I do believe CG and I might indeed be well matched.
Dirty minds think alike. Heh!