| Ha ha. You rascal for posting that.
I could hardly be pried away from those ponds. Looking at my fish's big old mother, she in another pond, really opened my eyes to see beyond pattern and color. What quality, what class. My girl has the same skeletal structure as her mom, the same Brady shiro, the same way of moving even. That dad fish......well......he was... like a school bus individual from the back seat. Brady must have seen something in him, obviously. |