Tales From The Fish Box

I don't know why I keep saying "yes". But, here at Mick's Kiddie Zoo, I am now partly responsible for three living creatures; two fish (named Squeek and Goldie) and a cat (Toonces).

Toonces the cat has quite the repertoire of tricks which include but are not limited to:

* Tip over the half full beverage
* Make loud whining noises at 4:30am
* Pounce on me in bed while digging claws into my legs

and now, my all time favorite...jump on the counter and try to eat the fish.

All of these behaviors are firmly disciplined with the Feline Soakerator 2000. It's a specially designed precision apparatus that looks somewhat like a spray bottle. Actually, between us...it's just a spray bottle.

Two days ago. I rescued both fish from certain peril. I'll tell you the story.

Once upon a time, Mick came into the kitchen and noticed there was water all over the floor. He figured he had reverted back to the time in his life when he enjoyed the wonderful freedom of being able to leave cups of water unattended for more than a minute and the kitty had taken advantage of his inattentiveness.
In fact kitty had, but this time, it was the fish bowl kitty had tipped over. It's actually a rectangle, not a bowl, but can we address that later? Or, how about never?

So, Mick looked in the bowl and what did he see? Two motionless fish laying there at the bottom of their home which was now bone dry. Mick's heart sunk immediately. After all, it's a long trip to the department store where he can buy two more fish that look exactly like that. Because Mick is a quick thinker and good in crisis situations, he sensed the fish needed water to live. Quickly, he turned the water on and poured some ambient temperature water into the strange rectangular fish container.

Viola! The fish started to move around! And later on, it was like nothing had happened. It's two days since and they seem just fine.

Mick figured he either had gotten there are the exact right moment to save their fishy lives, or he posessed strange, paranormal fish-healing powers. Well, let me tell you, it's the former. He tried waving his hands over a piece of frozen cod and nothing happened.

Mick was disappointed because he thought fish-healing was going to be his big break in life.

Anyhow, the whole incident disrupted poor Squeek the Fish's plumbing. Like, you when one has surgery or and extended stay in the hospital and things just don't..."move" quite right? That's what happened to Squeek the Fish.

How did Mick know?

Well, look at this honker...


"No wonder Squeeks eyes are bugging out!", Mick said to himself. "Sheesh! Must be hard to swim around dragging that thing behind him."

So, that's the story of how Mick saved his fish from certain death and one of the fish became constipated as a result.

The End.