too many action movies

"The code name of your assignment will be Boris. And your code name will be -- "
"Natasha?!"
"No. . . Doris."*

Well, folks, the bebehs have been watching way too many action movies, because this week three of them made a run for it after I refreshed their water (with spring water treated to their preferred pH level, pampered little stinkers). I managed to get two back into the net, but I had no idea a third had managed an escape. This morning I woke up to feed the fish, and as I observed Maria and Captain Von Trapp making their way out from the back of the tank to grab some grub, I realized there was a third vagabond hanging out, cool as can be, under a plant in the main tank!

Thank goodness no one else lives in my apartment, because if they did, they would have come into my living room this morning to find me in jeans and a t-shirt, hair wrapped in a towel, toothbrush in hand, talking to my fish tank.

"Daring McDangerson! Do you not realize you are the same size as food? Look! You. Food. You. Food. Ack! You are actually smaller than some food! You are killing me here, because I have class this morning and I, like Auntie Laura, do not have time to save you!"**

(You can click on it to see all the details.)

Let's not kid ourselves -- Maria, especially, is big enough to take him down.

Maria, stalking the net. Cold fish.

While I can only hope he has found shelter in the royal treasury or another plant, I fear this may be a classic example of Darwinism.*** He will be fit and survive, or fall victim to the ravages of the jungle and creationism.

Hang in there, little Fish Rambo! Fishbo. Whatever.

Stephanie

PS -- Some of McDangerson's comrades are starting to get more of their coloring, but per usual, it has been hard to get good photos of this. Hopefully I'll be able to post some soon so you can see how some are a peachy color and some are darker orange with black speckles.

What I've got so far. Adorable!

* If you don't recognize this, you may not have seen the best action movie ever.
** My friend Laura -- gifter of the royal treasury -- is a registered nurse. We were on a flight to the west coast together when she was waiting on her nursing exam results, and as the pretzels and drinks tray came by, she turned in her seat and said to me, "Don't choke or anything. I can't save you yet." Classy.
*** Okay, yes, I don't know he is male because he's so tiny, but most of the action heroes are men, at least until I finish my degree and take a career hiatus to become a film hero who draws her power from Twinkies and hot dogs. I'm thinking about calling her Wonderbread Woman.