I’m one of you now!
I HATE fish. I hate looking at them, eating them, smelling them, talking about them, thinking about them. I spent sixty-minutes each day for a week hiding in the bathroom Read more…
Taking my fish to the park
Every time I go past a dog park, I get jealous. I don’t want a dog – smelly, pricey, needy, shed-dy. But look at all those dog-owners, they look so Read more…