Thursday, 7 January 2010

RIP

Yesterday I made a short video of my fish swimming happily in the pond. I have just done a small photographic job, first for months and was going to post that I have earned enough to feed the fish for another year. After more than twenty five years it decided that it had had enough and is at this moment a really frozen fish! Weather is coming from Siberia rather than the Caribbean so we have as low as -20C or -4F where some my friends live just north of here. Fish had it's 15 minutes of fame!

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  1. Perhaps he might thaw out and start swimming around again?

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  2. Lets call him a he, but I base that on the bulling behaviour over his five pals who have all disappeared over the last twenty five years. He was my least favourite and never came near me even for food. Think I shall stick to water lilies from now on.

    Caroline XXX

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  3. 25 years is more than most marriages. You may need therapy!
    x

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  4. Maybe you could have it plasticised and mounted just below the surface (come more temperate weather) as a way of annoying the local herons? -your fish reminds me of the cat described by Edward Thomas

    http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cat/

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  5. have none of you any feelings lol, for fish have them you know?
    They're lovely creatures, very theraputic to watch,
    but at the end of the day we all live in a bowl, just ours is a little larger!!!

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  6. Twenty five years is a long time. How long do they normally live?

    Do you suppose he ate his brethren, or might they have been victims of hungry feline interlopers? On the other hand, you do live close to the sea, so maybe osprey?

    Melissa XX

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  7. Two were caught by neighbours girlfriends cats which went wild when they discovered the wild after years locked indoors.

    Other neighbours commented on herons sitting on our roof watching the fish and we never saw any bodies.

    It was a big fish, meal for four just about. ground too hard to dig a hole and ice getting thick now so guess we are going to be haunted for a while.

    This is about as long as any have lasted and the family have had them for sixty years now. At least now I only have to hate the cats for eating our birds (thanks Dru for the reminder) and the mess they leave!

    Caroline xxx

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  8. Several years ago while I was still working, I had a little orange tabby that I inherited from my late sister. He had been neutered and de-clawed, to live as a house pet, but because my brother-in-law played with him so aggressively when he was a kitten, that he had a very rambunctious nature. He loved to tackle people from behind by the ankles, and sink his teeth into the backs of their legs. He was just playing, but my niece was just a little girl at the time, and he would attack her in that manner. My sister was going to have him put to sleep. I protested, and she said I could have him if I wanted, so I took him out to the country with me. My neighborhood had a bunch of feral toms, and they would come around and bully him, so I got one of those humane cage traps, and one by one, I trapped all of the feral toms and transported them 52 miles away to the plant where I worked, and released them onto the grounds there. The site was on 300 acres of mostly wild habitat, so they had plenty of rodents, snakes and other little prey to feed on. Perhaps you could rid your neighborhood of it's feral cats in the same way, and then you could enjoy the birds and maybe some fish again? It would be shame to let the pond go fishless after sixty years.

    Melissa XX

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  9. The neighbours son had the nerve to say that the cats were higher up the food chain than my fish. In a convincing tone I said that I was higher up than the cats and to work it out what would happen to those cats if they came into the garden again, It was like a silent spring, not a bird anywhere and all the other neighbours were in despair! The cats left home that evening never to be seen again.

    He was a car salesman and thought he could "sell" me the idea of wild cats!, guess he met his match! just need to be convincing!

    Caroline xxx

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