Tag Archives: House and Garden

No Construction Today

No Construction Today

We’re waiting for a window to arrive, and once they have it, our contractors will finish the house. Then it’ll be our turn – drywall around the new doors and windows, paint, hang shelves, re-organize. . .it’s still going to be a while before we have our art studio. But we will have it.

So today is quiet, the weather is sunny and breezy, and I’m going to do laundry and hang it out on the line to dry. I love the smell of line dried fabric. Maybe we’ll hit the library after my doctor’s appointment, then I’ll throw together a quick dinner and take Audrey out to her first marching band practice.

Pond Activity

Pond Activity

So I’m doing the pond maintenance thing, backflushing and cleaning the filter media, and discovered our frog hiding in the bottom of the filter/spillway:
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At first, when we found it, I was concerned that it would eat the fish. Not today, though, because I discovered more shubunkin fry in the pond. I have no idea how they got there – our two adult shubunkins are both male, and the rest are too small to breed. Or so I thought. Hubby suggests they might have come in as eggs on one of the new plants. *sigh* So we plopped the frog into the pond and hoped he was hungry. We also have many, many tiny snails, which is good news, because we thought we might have killed them all with the fish medicine, and they’re algae eaters.

Strangely enough, we were talking just today about how best to euthanize fish. The shubunkins that are indoors in the tank have eaten almost all of one of their siblings’ fins and tail. He/she is not a well fish, and it’s taking a long time to pass away. Days. It’s very sad to watch. So we have a sick fish in the tank, too many fish in the pond, and something humane has to be done about it. Fortunately, Doctors Foster and Smith sell a fish anesthesia (at a mighty fine profit, I might add) that will work as painless euthanasia at a higher dose. I read about a number of other methods, and believe me, I’d rather pay too much money and avoid the guilt of those. If only we could just train the blue heron to feed selectively. . .