… so a few weeks ago I built a fishpond.
It ‘s been my pride and joy.
Matt and I went and bought 2 little fish who we named Nosher and Mr Knuckles to complete the ecosystem and we have all been happily co-existing ever since. A small plastic barrel to hide in. Pond weed on the top. A quick sprinkle of fish food in the morning at the rabbits breakfast time. They fit into the routine of our life so quickly.
…until boxing day when a large, brown, kingfisher-esque squwarky bird swooped down and ate them.
Then, a couple of days later, a sparrow drowned.
I have been having dreams where I find little fish in small tupperware containers around the house.
‘Look, Matt!’ dream-sally says, ‘I put the fish here to keep them safe. They didn’t get eaten at all!