No Drought about it! The great Goldfish Rescue of 2010.
I should have known. Right in the middle of editing and what happens????? A conspiracy by the Rain Gods to yet again foil my grand plans of great productions and all that kind of rubbish.
Meantime...little did I know not so good things were going on in the fishpond behind my house..I mean I should have done something sooner about the living things that swam in that pond that was once meant to be where our water tank was going ..until they found out a spring was there that is. So it became a fishpond and home to loads of green kermit types hell bent on calling those lily pads their own personal tropical resort until that was the Rain Gods decided it was time to turn off the tap so to speak. And in the doing I end up with a kitset graveyard in my fishpond. Fish don't have legs but of course stupid here kept on thinking they'd be fine...ermm nope they weren't.
An instruction given by the Mad Bush Farm Management (with the bad attitude gleam) today to the long suffering 12 year old worker to "Get the gumboots on and check the water level in the pond...or else all references to Twilight will be banned from this insane (poor excuse for a..) farm. On pain of having the word "Twilight Saga" removed from the vocabulary and a permanant ban on cute furry creatures...said long suffering 12 year old worker went stomping off in the heat with hot black gumboots, black t-shirt and short from with skinny legs hung out of them. the management should not have asked...
The 12 year old worker sent the 11 year old worker to notify the Mad Bush Farm Management (with an even badder attitude gleam due to the heat) that the Grim Reaper had come to pay a multitude of gold fish a personal visit..hence..a do it yourself Kitset Graveyard ...and with out the Resource consent at that...HOWEVER all was not lost declared the 12 year old worker as she now clomped around said silt laden murky pond in gumboots net in hand fishing out....oh never mind..you don't want to know. All was not lost..movement....and one fish was caught, Meantime Grandma had shown up during all of this saga and she decided she's come and land a hand..well Grandma supervised while the 12 year old worker continued to relocate the kitset graveyard int the pond and net as many of living goldfishy type souls as quickly as possible.. that meant the Management had to stop the editing of the grand production (our local town newspaper) shove on the leaking gumboots...useful in summer as ventilation holes but not in ponds...then decide what the heck to do with all of these darned goldfish. Meantime the cats had found the ...kitset graveyard relocation... Solution? Swipe the old bathtub from out of the tank paddock and use that for a temporary fishpond... lucky we have a spare trough... the survivors were grateful.
As for the 12 year old worker? She got her Twilight books to read...
Meantime...little did I know not so good things were going on in the fishpond behind my house..I mean I should have done something sooner about the living things that swam in that pond that was once meant to be where our water tank was going ..until they found out a spring was there that is. So it became a fishpond and home to loads of green kermit types hell bent on calling those lily pads their own personal tropical resort until that was the Rain Gods decided it was time to turn off the tap so to speak. And in the doing I end up with a kitset graveyard in my fishpond. Fish don't have legs but of course stupid here kept on thinking they'd be fine...ermm nope they weren't.
An instruction given by the Mad Bush Farm Management (with the bad attitude gleam) today to the long suffering 12 year old worker to "Get the gumboots on and check the water level in the pond...or else all references to Twilight will be banned from this insane (poor excuse for a..) farm. On pain of having the word "Twilight Saga" removed from the vocabulary and a permanant ban on cute furry creatures...said long suffering 12 year old worker went stomping off in the heat with hot black gumboots, black t-shirt and short from with skinny legs hung out of them. the management should not have asked...
The 12 year old worker sent the 11 year old worker to notify the Mad Bush Farm Management (with an even badder attitude gleam due to the heat) that the Grim Reaper had come to pay a multitude of gold fish a personal visit..hence..a do it yourself Kitset Graveyard ...and with out the Resource consent at that...HOWEVER all was not lost declared the 12 year old worker as she now clomped around said silt laden murky pond in gumboots net in hand fishing out....oh never mind..you don't want to know. All was not lost..movement....and one fish was caught, Meantime Grandma had shown up during all of this saga and she decided she's come and land a hand..well Grandma supervised while the 12 year old worker continued to relocate the kitset graveyard int the pond and net as many of living goldfishy type souls as quickly as possible.. that meant the Management had to stop the editing of the grand production (our local town newspaper) shove on the leaking gumboots...useful in summer as ventilation holes but not in ponds...then decide what the heck to do with all of these darned goldfish. Meantime the cats had found the ...kitset graveyard relocation... Solution? Swipe the old bathtub from out of the tank paddock and use that for a temporary fishpond... lucky we have a spare trough... the survivors were grateful.
As for the 12 year old worker? She got her Twilight books to read...
Yay for the rescue operation!
ReplyDeleteMind you....they'd have made a poor replacement for kippers at brekkie time :P
Glad you rescued our fishy friends! Hopefully naughty Sasquatch didnt' get any of them...
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