That’s it! I’m done! I have given up on being a fish mother.
Yesterday morning, I feed my fish and all are present and counted for.
Last night, I hear a squirmish outside my window. I run outside and find Thys has treed an opossum. You know, those things that look like HUGE FREAKING RATS?
I thought nothing of it, except to bring the dog in so she wouldn’t get bitten by that damn ugly, flea carrying, oversized rat.
This morning when I went out to the pond, it looked like a bomb went off in it! Plants all over the outside of the pond, otter capsized, fountain underwater.
I didn’t have time to wait to see if the fish came to the surface when I fed them, so I tossed in some food, then left for work.
When I came back, all the food was floating on the top. I drained the pond, and
NO FREAKING FISH!
Time for piranha.