When a hiatus to this blog arrived unannounced it didn't occur to me that many would miss it or even notice it had gone walkabout. I always hoped it was read and enjoyed, a few of you would leave the occasional comment or bring a topic up in conversation which always warmed my heart. That it would be actively missed has come as a humbling revelation. So thank you to all those who have encouraged me to make a comeback, here i am, i've come back.
Why did BBSS62 disappear? I can't claim there was nothing to write about. The universe continues to confound, humanity still wends it's merry way blindly to oblivion, politics are as perplexing and pointless as they have been for millennia, the wonders of the natural world still fill the soul with awe, friends and family are an endless, constant source of amusement and affection, more than enough material for a mere mortal to weave into entertainment until the stars fall from the sky and the sun burns nova.
I could claim distraction by beastie, researching fish lore in preparation for my Finned Lodger, or taking on a homing role for Cats Protection alongside fostering but i would only be dissembling. So no excuses but many apologies, and i hope you still want to come along for the ride.
There have been a few changes. The Indomitable Fred finally became domitable and now fertilises a salmon pink geranium on the spare room windowsill. Three fellow, homeless furries have warmed my bed since his demise before moving on to their forever homes and a little ten year old hyperthyroid, deaf girly with failing kidneys looks to be a companion till she joins The Fred in that Happy Mouse Hunting Paradise in the sky.
A five gallon aquarium has taken up residence on a coffee table with a Siamese Fighting Fish lurking in the undergrowth answering to the name Senshi. Senshi (戦士) is Japanese for "soldier", "warrior", "guardian", or "fighter".
Too many hours spent researching his needs led to a fully planted tank. Water gardening is pretty much the same as terrestrial except wrinkly skin is substituted for dirt under the finger nails. Greenery is planted, fed, nurtured, grows and dies.... the cycle of life whether terrestrial or aqua. fishy and companion nerite snail seem to be happy though at over a year his main battle is with advancing age rather than fighting for a mate. a year may be a short time for man but it equals half a lifetime for a betta fish.
Welcome back to the jeni universe and all who sail with her. i hope you decide to stick around for the next part of the adventure, it wont be a work of literary excellence but i can promise it will be fun.
There have been a few changes. The Indomitable Fred finally became domitable and now fertilises a salmon pink geranium on the spare room windowsill. Three fellow, homeless furries have warmed my bed since his demise before moving on to their forever homes and a little ten year old hyperthyroid, deaf girly with failing kidneys looks to be a companion till she joins The Fred in that Happy Mouse Hunting Paradise in the sky.
Too many hours spent researching his needs led to a fully planted tank. Water gardening is pretty much the same as terrestrial except wrinkly skin is substituted for dirt under the finger nails. Greenery is planted, fed, nurtured, grows and dies.... the cycle of life whether terrestrial or aqua. fishy and companion nerite snail seem to be happy though at over a year his main battle is with advancing age rather than fighting for a mate. a year may be a short time for man but it equals half a lifetime for a betta fish.
Welcome back to the jeni universe and all who sail with her. i hope you decide to stick around for the next part of the adventure, it wont be a work of literary excellence but i can promise it will be fun.
