This evening I called Bruce's housesitter who was also kindly feeding Sneaky Pete III while I was in Las Vegas.
He was very sketchy on the details but basically he informed me that SP had passed away.
I know he's just a fish, but he was my little buddy.
The very first and very last living thing that I spoke to each and every day.
And I'll miss his beautiful little self.
About Me
- Steph
- Bermuda
- I'm Stephanie. I like to write about stuff. That doesn't mean that anyone should want to read it. I don't think I care! :-)
Me
Where I most love to be - out on the water in the sunshine...with friends...and music...and alcoholic beverages...and fried chicken wings...and my Piz Buin Beach Cooler Spray. All of which are just out of shot. Never mind, I can assure you they're there. Ah, Bliss!
Sneaky Pete III
October 2008...R.I.P. my beautiful little buddy. Sneaky Pete is the latest in a long line of fighting fish. Recently they have all been named after a barracuda that used to hang out under my ex-boyfriend's floating dock, terrorizing my mother and I as we tried to swim. We named him Sneaky Pete 'cause he would wait until we were in the water before popping out. Actually he was a baby barracuda who wouldn't have made a decent meal for a small kitten. But, hey, it was a BARRACUDA! Sneaky Pete III is very beautiful and has terrific Attitude
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