So... A couple of weeks ago, I was having some issues with my nitrate levels in my tank. I lost a licorice gourami, two panda corys, and a glowlight. After I FINALLY got all that sorted out. I thought I was out of the water (no pun intended). Well, one of my Dwarf Honey Sunset Gourami's died today. She had been having some issues for over a week now. Darkening up, laying on her side or in disorientating positions, and gasping for air/water (whatever you want to call it) for over a week, she finally died today. And all of it starting with mouth fungus. I don't know what happened to her after the initial fungus (actually bacteria) left, but... obviously something went wrong. So, cleaning my tank this morning, I take out the figures, her cadaver, plants and driftwood only to find my ancistrus missing. Searching for about twenty minutes, I finally find him in the filter (after the second check)... I have no idea how he even got in... And I'm hoping he doesn't do that too often. Scared the shit out of me. I love the little guy, especially now that his bristles are starting to come in... Trying to think of a name for him. Any suggestions on what happend to the gourami or a name for my escape artist?
So, Wednesday morning I woke up freezing, but under three thick blankets. Fiance came over about 8:30. I'm sure he was intending for us to "practice" this role-playing game he wants me to get into; Vampire: The Masquerade. Instead, I asked him to just lay in bed with me. As we curl up together (obviously, being a guy, he wanted a bit more, so naked and a little bit more), and after some asprin (I had a major headache), we started talking. Laying naked together, completely at peace, I started talking about my grandfather who passed away about six years ago. I started talking about all the good times we had together, about his personality, and about missing him. After a bit of crying on my part (shamefully) we were completely content to just lay in one another's arms. I really don't know what made me want to just lay there, or talk about my Papa, or even what made me so happy and content that day, but I'm glad for it.
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