So, growing up, I've never been comfortable around fish. Bugs too, really, but that's another hurdle for another day. Of course, befitting of the Universe's twisted sense of humor, I ended up falling in love with a fish breeder.
Fast forward a bit, and she's holding my hand while we look at the arapaimas in the Dallas World Aquarium. I'm hiding behind her when a Goliath Grouper pops out of nowhere in the predators tank. Stupid grouper. He planned that.
I never quite knew why fish scared me. Honestly, I still don't. But I do know that my entire life, I've never cared to change that. I guess as uncomfortable as I was with fish, I was more uncomfortable being me. Let's face it, I'm no ordinary guy, and definitely not easy to deal with. I guess I felt like I had bigger problems to fix than being afraid of fish.
But hey, Sammy came along. And somehow, being me worked. And it worked well. She was comfortable with me and that made me comfortable with me. My flaws stopped being flaws, and started being quirks. You know, the endearing kind.
So, if there aren't even any big things to worry about, I guess I'm finally ready to start taking on the little things.
Happy Valentine's Day, Sammy.
From both me, and little Epsilon Naught.
I love you.
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I had my heart set on a veil tail, but when I got there, all they had were crowntails. I was ready to leave when I walked by this guy, and he did a little dance. How can you resist their little fish dance? I knew he was the one.
You'll forgive me, but my fish-photographing skills are weak. I'm sure they will improve with time. This one is the best I could pull that is more true to his colors.
Me setting up the tank... I was all set to buy that little one gallon but I picked it up and thought "I'd hate to be the poor fish who has to live in that." Fortunately Mini Bow makes a 2.5 gallon tank.
Me with my new buddy. I think we make quite the ravishing pair of gentlemen.
Special thanks goes to Sukie for helping me set up the tank so I didn't have to ask Sam and spoil the surprise. . And another thanks to all of you at the fish forums, for being so supportive of me!
Fast forward a bit, and she's holding my hand while we look at the arapaimas in the Dallas World Aquarium. I'm hiding behind her when a Goliath Grouper pops out of nowhere in the predators tank. Stupid grouper. He planned that.
I never quite knew why fish scared me. Honestly, I still don't. But I do know that my entire life, I've never cared to change that. I guess as uncomfortable as I was with fish, I was more uncomfortable being me. Let's face it, I'm no ordinary guy, and definitely not easy to deal with. I guess I felt like I had bigger problems to fix than being afraid of fish.
But hey, Sammy came along. And somehow, being me worked. And it worked well. She was comfortable with me and that made me comfortable with me. My flaws stopped being flaws, and started being quirks. You know, the endearing kind.
So, if there aren't even any big things to worry about, I guess I'm finally ready to start taking on the little things.
Happy Valentine's Day, Sammy.
From both me, and little Epsilon Naught.
I love you.
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I had my heart set on a veil tail, but when I got there, all they had were crowntails. I was ready to leave when I walked by this guy, and he did a little dance. How can you resist their little fish dance? I knew he was the one.
You'll forgive me, but my fish-photographing skills are weak. I'm sure they will improve with time. This one is the best I could pull that is more true to his colors.
Me setting up the tank... I was all set to buy that little one gallon but I picked it up and thought "I'd hate to be the poor fish who has to live in that." Fortunately Mini Bow makes a 2.5 gallon tank.
Me with my new buddy. I think we make quite the ravishing pair of gentlemen.
Special thanks goes to Sukie for helping me set up the tank so I didn't have to ask Sam and spoil the surprise. . And another thanks to all of you at the fish forums, for being so supportive of me!