A day in the life.

Yes, I cannot get enough of the wonderful world of blog. I wanted to share one of my stories with you. But before I start we need to loosen up our jaw muscles. I would not want you to injure yourself from too much laughter. Open you mouth very wide, hold it for a few seconds now close it again. There that should be good, now sit back and enjoy the story.

"A Day in The Life of a Guppy at My House"

Crystal blue water flows softly through Charcoal Filter Falls. We are swimming peacefully in our tranquil five gallon home. Light dances off of the lava rock, creating tiny rippled rainbows that float through the pristine water. All is quiet and still. We flurry through our daily routine: swim, eat, poop, swim, eat, swim, poop, mate, eat, poop, and swim. Live is good here in Tankville.
Oh, I see something on the fake log!
Drats it is only a piece of poo. Oh well, I guess I will just swim some more."

But suddenly two dark shadows hover over Tankville.
Oh no, it is the alien monster boys. They have come to scoop us up in the giant green fish net of terror!
I frantically swim away from this horrible green mesh casket of doom, but alas, Tankville is too small and soon I am trapped. My fate is sealed and soon I shall take a ride on the Porcelain Express.

As I lie there in the clasped hand of one of the alien monster boys, I gasp for air. I long to be placed back into my five gallon sanctuary.
I long for my meager existence of eating, swimming, and pooping.
Darkness is closing in around me, as the two evil alien monster boys fight over the right to extinguish my life.
I hear footsteps off in the distance. They fall heavily on the floor. My hopes rise, perhaps it is the big one the other fish call The Savior. I hear harsh words spoken by The Savior.
"Get out of the fish tank," yells The Savior.
"Give me that fish."
I find myself being pried away from the alien monster's tightly clasped fingers. The Savior is now scrutinizing me for any signs of life.
Must try to breath.
In a desperate attempt, I gasp for air, signaling to The Savior that I am still alive.
The Savior quickly places me back inside the protective confinements of Tankville. I inhale a large gulp of water and absorb as much oxygen from it as possible. This time I have survived and I am thankful. But tomorrow, I may not be so lucky.