I’m completely frustrated with my knitting right now & have some extra time so I thought I would explain why the fish in the pond are so damn lucky. Each week the turtles get a bag of 50 small goldfish to eat. It’s somewhat gross to watch but that’s what they eat so who am I to turn them into vegetarians.
SO…the fish get poured out of the bag into the turtle tank. The battle begins. The turtles are biting & snapping, eating as many as they can. Meanwhile the fish we find attractive or seem to have some sort of personality or “jene se qua” we try to catch with a net. Even though it’s not part of the game I have occasionally grabbed them prior to putting the bag in the tank. Don frowns on this but the fish were especially cute & clearly pond-worthy. So now the “chosen ones” live a long life in an outdoor pond & grow to many times their original size. Well…that is unless they get curious about the raccoon or cat that has come to say hello. Then they become dinner.
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