5/13/2014
Diesel is still eating but very little, he's still active and healthy with no remaining signs of fin rot but i worry about his eating. I put the filter back in the tank on his side and he just flared at it for an hour straight. I'll switch their sides when i get home and put the filter back in but it still needs to be properly baffled.
Seuss is doing well and his color has perked up since coming home. He follows my finger when i put it in the water and I've even taught him to follow it through a hoop floating in the water. He gets a pellet after he goes through and he seems to enjoy it, I'm also teaching him to swim up to my finger and point his nose up towards it before i feed him in an effort to make him less skittish then Diesel is.
Graduating high school soon. It's opening new doors for me, but I'm scared. Can I really make it as a writer while working my way up in the workforce? My mom managed to work her way up through the ranks in the carpet business with three young kids. Can I do the same? I've never had a job before outside of pet sitting and I'm afraid I can't do it. My little darlings are getting me through this. Their swimming is so calm and careless and their eager little faces looking up at you when you feed them, its theraputic.
Their both going to be making the trip from my Dad's house to my Mom's within the next few weeks. I'm exciteted and fearful. They both travel rather well if their trip from the pet store to the house is any indication. We made stops for a few hours with both of them so the two hour trip should be nothing for them.
The next chapter of my life is about to start, and the first sentance will probably be something like this:
"I lifted the heavy tank onto the shelf, took a deep breath, and started my journey back and forth from the bathroom with a one gallon bucket, and no idea what the next year would mean for me."
I'm okay with that I think, see you tomarrow.
Diesel is still eating but very little, he's still active and healthy with no remaining signs of fin rot but i worry about his eating. I put the filter back in the tank on his side and he just flared at it for an hour straight. I'll switch their sides when i get home and put the filter back in but it still needs to be properly baffled.
Seuss is doing well and his color has perked up since coming home. He follows my finger when i put it in the water and I've even taught him to follow it through a hoop floating in the water. He gets a pellet after he goes through and he seems to enjoy it, I'm also teaching him to swim up to my finger and point his nose up towards it before i feed him in an effort to make him less skittish then Diesel is.
Graduating high school soon. It's opening new doors for me, but I'm scared. Can I really make it as a writer while working my way up in the workforce? My mom managed to work her way up through the ranks in the carpet business with three young kids. Can I do the same? I've never had a job before outside of pet sitting and I'm afraid I can't do it. My little darlings are getting me through this. Their swimming is so calm and careless and their eager little faces looking up at you when you feed them, its theraputic.
Their both going to be making the trip from my Dad's house to my Mom's within the next few weeks. I'm exciteted and fearful. They both travel rather well if their trip from the pet store to the house is any indication. We made stops for a few hours with both of them so the two hour trip should be nothing for them.
The next chapter of my life is about to start, and the first sentance will probably be something like this:
"I lifted the heavy tank onto the shelf, took a deep breath, and started my journey back and forth from the bathroom with a one gallon bucket, and no idea what the next year would mean for me."
I'm okay with that I think, see you tomarrow.
