Back From The Brink

I have heard that in parts of the country people put logs in their fireplace. What I have in mine is a blue beta fish, who, up until about two hours ago, went by the name Michael Phelps.

As you may recall, my beta’s namesake got himself in quite the imbroglio about a year and a half ago when a compromising photo of him surfaced. I can only imagine what was going on in his head back then. He was probably thinking, “Wow. I feel like I want to die."

Here’s what my Michael Phelps was thinking during his recent moment of crisis. “WAAAHH! I don’t want to die! Somebody please save me! Unconsciousness is imminent. There’s a giant black and white beast with Zombie - like eyes lapping up my world.
For the love of God, somebody please do SOMETHING ...NOW!”

Thankfully, I walked in just in the nick of time. I reminded Brandy that her water bowl is in the kitchen and I made a beeline for the tap. I then grabbed the AquaSafe out of the catchall drawer, added a few drops and crossed my fingers. Thankfully Michael Phelps made it.

So… the fish formerly known as Michael Phelps is now known as Lazarus. He’s back from the brink. Just like my blog. Have you missed it? Have you missed me? Hope so. Be back again tomorrow! The HHG