Yesterday, upon our return from skating, the Fish Boss, aka Witch Doctor, aka Herself, aka Carolyn determined it was time to release our ten little Indians, er, fishes into the Great Outdoors. We called Sharon, whom we had promised to include in the event, and she turned her car around and hightailed it to our place.

We pulled the pump and there they were, all ten of them, safe and sound. Doesn’t the above pic look like they’re in a fancy blue glass bowl? Don’t be fooled…it’s a blue bucket with rope handles.

The one with the orange spot on his head is Ichigo. Yes, you anime fans, from Bleach. We’re both addicts. The good-looking redhead next to him is Grant. The others’ names are still pending…

We then bailed out about half the water and hauled the bucket, babies and all, out to the shallow/beach end of the pond. Then, we just tipped them in, water and all.

Sheesh! Am I really that fat? Atkins…here I come! Yipes.

But I digress…

Here they are in their new home. We haven’t turned on the UV light, so the water’s still a bit algea-murky, which is hard for the camera to focus beyond, (not to mention the bubbles) but you can see them in there.

Sort of. If you squint.

Here, fishie, fishie!

Okay…I’m officially falling asleep. The allergies are killing me. The only cure is work!!!! Hard physical labor.

Guess I’ll go move rocks.