Thursday, July 10, 2008
1.7 inches of rain last night
I try to be quiet when I walk up on the berm now so the fish won't know I'm there, but it doesn't work out. Fluffy, and Spot, and Shady, and Wiggler, and etc. follow me all around the berm, splashing for food. I know logically that they are fish and they have been led to expect food, but I feel guilt like we were friends and I've hurt their feelings.