|Today is a special day
||[Dec. 13th, 2006|09:39 am]
Today's date, the thirteenth of December, marks the day a certain someone was born, someone who has brought peace and humility into my life, both of which have been sorely needed.
That someone is Foosch, my Shebunkin Comet.
Three years. Three years, and it's in great health. Most comets only stay alive for a year or less before succumbing to a variety of neglects, since they are such temperamental creatures. Mine lived for a year and a half before some industrious soul gave it it's name. Through it all, it has been there, happily bubbling in its tank. giving no mind to the poor nutrition that resulting in it's loss of color, nor the frequent mishaps which have resulted in abundant scar tissue.
So those of you who read this, I ask you to raise a toast to the continued good health and prosperity of potentially the greatest fish whom has ever lived.