Aquarium 2 filled

The water was running clear when I finished washing it but obviously shifting it has knocked off a little more rock flour.

An aquarium with only gravel and water. The water is cloudy

Large aquarium, filled

Gravel for Aquarium 2

Now I’ve washed about thirty pounds of gravel for the twenty-nine gallon aquarium. I poured the water into a bowl in the aquarium to keep from disturbing the gravel.

A large aquarium with gravel lining the bottom, partly filled with water. A steel bowl floats in the water.

Filling the large aquarium

Aquarium 2

I went back to the pet store for something and saw a big aquarium, with its own stand, on sale. The SO agreed to my buying it. The store helped me load it to take home.



I went out to buy pet food and decided to get a small aquarium for a Siamese fighting fish, also called a betta. It came with a filter and heater. And I bought gravel for the bottom, of course. I washed about five pounds of gravel and spread it in the aquarium, then added water. Now it’s supposed to sit for a week.

Five-gallon aquarium with gravel

Five-gallon aquarium with gravel

Terry Pratchett books

I’ve wondered what the fuss is about Discworld, since I was not taken with Rincewind the incompetent wizard, who starred in the first two books. But some of the other characters may be more interesting. I’ve collected what I could from local second-hand shops–thanks, Re-Reading! — and thrift stores. Here’s my haul.

a stack of colourful paperback books by Terry Pratchett

Terry Pratchett novels

It’s going to be cold tonight!

The cold arctic air has settled down over us again: Saturdays highs and lows.


Errands, starring cat neurological checkup

The plan was to be out the door by 2:15 p.m. since the cat’s appointment was at 3:30 and the trip can easily take an hour. I got out at 2:16, to the veterinary hospital by 3:00. I spent time reading my book and admiring the transfusion cats in their glassed-in enclosure & looking at the book about the first cats to live in it. Two cats had served their three years and were up for adoption. They are the tabby on the left and the intriguing fellow in the toy-basket.


I didn’t see Veterinary Neurologist until about 3:45 because of an emergency patient, then had to wait for the cat’s meds to be made up, pay, and set the next appointment.

It was rush hour, so even going on to a smaller city, the drive took until about 6 p.m.. No one was home, so I put the things I was delivering on the back porch. I had felt far too spaced-out by the end of the drive, as though highway hypnosis were setting in, so I moved van to a nearby parking lot. I let the cat out of his box and offered him water and a litter-box (sans litter). Then I curled up under a blanket and rested with eyes closed for about an hour. I may have slept.

When I felt alert, I got underway with puss settled on the back seat. I bought gasoline and got a cheeseburger to share with the cat, then drove back to Toronto. I left the highway one stop early and bought coffee beans at our local Starbucks. The cat uttered one meow as we got near our street. Do you think they smell it? Home! I encouraged the cat back into the box and unloaded everything. At first, I couldn’t find my phone but it turned out that the cat had been lying on it since my rest. Finally, we were back in house at 9 p.m.. That was quite a long errand! The cat got a celebratory meal of canned food and I got onto the computer.


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