Our last female adult platy fish died last night, and now the male platy that always swam around with her is hiding almost motionless in the low plants. He always seemed a little dim even for a fish; I think maybe he doesn't know how to swim around unless he's following someone else.
Also, I am trying not to anthropomorphize this situation and make him a grieving widower, but it's a little trickier than it would usually be because he ONLY followed her: that is, the other male would follow ANY female platy and didn't seem to know the difference, but this one ONLY followed this particular female platy. Normally I would be thinking "Do I get a new female platy, or do I just continue the slow natural discontinuation of the fish project?"---but I'm not sure getting a new female platy would even help. Isn't that...sadder than you'd expect?
On a school memo to parents: "Volunteers: Please leave younger siblings at home. THANKS!!" Oh, okay, I will just leave a younger-than-a-kindergartner sibling at home, alone or with the other stay-at-home parent because it makes sense there would be two of us home during the day!
I think it's reasonable to ask volunteers not to bring children. But that should have been made clear BEFORE signing up the volunteers: I saw the memo asking for volunteers and it didn't mention siblings. Also, that is an obnoxious/unrealistic way to phrase the post-sign-up request. "Leave them at home"?
A dog pooped on our lawn, and notice how carefully I have edited that from its original version, which was "Someone let their dog poop on our lawn." Not only is the original version dissatisfying for its singular subject with plural pronoun, but it's also aggressively accusatory and could be completely unfair. I was so upset about the nearly-unfaceable task of having to clean up that poop (despite being fine with diapers, cat box, other people's kids' diapers), I had to use my Coping Thoughts to come up with situations in which it was not as big of an outrage as I was imagining (I use the same technique in mannnnnny situations). I came up with several:
1. This was a dog that got out of its yard unexpectedly. The owners had no idea it pooped on our lawn, and would be mortified if they knew.
2. The owner was walking the dog and stood talking to another walker while standing in front of our house. So intense was the conversation, neither of them noticed the dog. Later, the owner wondered why the dog hadn't Succeeded on this walk, and spent part of the evening fretting about it and hoping there wouldn't be an Accident later on.
3. The person walking the dog was doing it as a favor for the owner, who was suddenly hospitalized with a very bad illness. The dog-walker doesn't own a dog and was also completely distracted by worry about the dog's owner, and so didn't think to bring any clean-up equipment. When the dog went on our lawn, the dog-walker was mortified but had no way of dealing with it.
4. This dog is extremely reliable: for a decade, he has pooped one time per day, never more, never less. The owner therefore brings only one clean-up bag. This time the dog pooped twice. The owner was shocked, amazed, and mortified, and intends to bring an extra bag on the very next walk to clean up our yard---but I cleaned it up first, which will make the owner even more mortified.
Gift ideas for an 8-year-old, part 2 of 2 - Last week I talked about the gifts we were getting/considering for Edward, who is turning 8 next month. This week it’s Elizabeth’s turn: not “girl gifts,” ...