Saturday, March 13, 2004

Company... not in my bowl
I love when a human walks by my bowl. I flip my fins madly and stare at them. Sometimes they look back. The grown female says it seems like I am smiling at her. She may be right... these creatures with no fins make me smile.
This morning the grown male and the small male were running around saying something about "fishing". gulp!..
Fortunately they didn't mean me. Later... I heard something about a boat .. and a big one that got away. shhh... (I'm glad it got away).

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