Mr. B and his big ‘ol jowly face
Leonard and nameless white apple snail! Noot noot snoots
I wanted to take a second to say a quick THANK YOU to all my new followers! I hope you like what you see on this blog :) If you have any questions about fishkeeping, or pets in general, always feel free to shoot me an ask. I hope my posts bring smiles to all your lovely faces!
Just keep swimming!
Want to introduce the new little guy/gal, named Marshmallow! This lil’ chu was an unexpected gift, and arrived only a few days after my actual birthday :) I’ve been keeping him/her under wraps for the last couple of weeks. Mallow’s a cutie and has made fast friends with his/her tankmates!
Speckle! Also featuring bonus cameos from Leonard the snail and Mr. B (checkin out the booty). My snails are the same size as my fish halp
A hello from this little dweeb! Pickle is doing so, SO much better thanks to the folks over at Koko’s Goldfish Forum :)
Mr. B, Clem, Dorito
PS: Pickle is doing much better :)
I just wanted to take a moment to write a memorial post for my very first cat, Callie, who was euthanized today. Callie was my very first cat. She was a birthday present for me when I turned 13, and my mom decided that I was responsible enough to own a cat. She was a kitten we got at the shelter, found originally abandoned in a box on the side of a busy road. Callie was always very shy, but she and I were so close. She was my best friend during a very hard time in my life, and she helped me through many tearful nights. She was always a playmate and loved to be near me any way she could. When I left home for college, she was devastated. Before long, she came to understand that I would visit, and we could play again just like we had when I was 13 and she was a much younger cat. She had always been a little chubby, but was perfect for hugging. She loved hugs.
After I moved out of the house last summer, I saw her less and less. I only went home 3 times since last August, and even then only for a few days at a time, and with my new cat. Callie had bonded with my mom during my time at college, but still loved to play with me. I missed her and remember telling her I’d be back to see her soon, after my last visit, in March.
Over the past 2 weeks/month, Callie lost a lot of weight and started urinating blood. My mom brought her to the vet, and he said she had bad bladder stones and the onset of kidney disease. But, she was responding well to anti-inflammatories and antibiotics, so he thought it might not be ‘time’ yet.
Well, over the past few days she got much, much worse. Today, my mom decided that she couldn’t watch the poor cat suffer any more. Callie was only 10.
I can’t believe she’s gone, and going back to the house where I grew up won’t be the same. I feel like there’s a deep hole in my chest, and it’s so sore. I requested to be assigned to shelving at work today so I wouldn’t have to talk to people, because I spent half the morning crying in the bathroom.
I’ll miss you, Cal <3