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fishpond blog

While we were at my parents’ house this summer, Doodle and I spent plenty of time “taking care of” the pond at the back of their yard.  In addition to feeding the fish too much, Doodle also assigned himself the task of skimming any and all leaves off of the surface of the water.  This task usually began by finding leaves to throw into the water so that there would, in fact, be something to skim off.  That boy is, um… helpful.

Speaking of being helpful, now that I’m back in Ontario, I’m going to have to remember to make myself scarce on the weekend that my parents decide that it’s time to take the fish in for the winter.  They have about six thousand fish that are transfered, annually, to a converted chest freezer in the basement.  The hardest to catch are the scores of new, tiny, camouflage brown babies.  Hummm… aren’t goldfish supposed to be able to freeze solid?  Perhaps a science experiment is in order.

x is for xenopus (duh)

I’m back!  Um… let’s leave it at that.  I’ll just let all you faithful readers assume technical difficulties instead of technical laziness.

So… I’ve had names on my mind a lot lately, and, although there are no X names on our short list, I’ve come across quite a few.  I figured that all those little Xaviers and, um, Xenas out there really needed something to relate to other than x-rays and xylophones.  Doodle has a placemat with an entire animal alphabet on it, and what is the animal for x?  An x-ray fish!  What?  Lame (no offense meant towards x-ray fish or lovers of said fish).  Anyway, for obvious reasons, x should always stand for Xenopus!  Coolest.  Frog.  Ever.  I actually have a Xenopus.  Believe it or not, my dad brought him home, as a tadpole, when I was five.  This is a very old frog.  I named him Astro.

clash of the anurans

In honour of Fathers’ Day, I offer you another D&H PSA.  You know when you go to the zoo/farm/wherever and hear parents imparting false information to their kids in the manner of experts?  Yeah, I hate that.  Fortunately, I didn’t have to deal with that as a kid, and I really try not to be that parent.  Just admit you don’t know, people.  Then look it up.

Coming soon: turtle vs. tortoise, salamander vs. lizard, alligator vs. crocodile, and, my favourite, monkey vs. ape.