I am glad you enjoyed it, I was not sure anyone read this stuff as 97% of it is not about fish and the last 3% is about Paris Hilton.
I try to be polite and it is true there is so much animosity on these forums, I mean it is a hobby, not a contest. People tell me all the time that my corals lack color. I don't know, maybe they do. But they are what I like to see and I just don't have any colorful corals and I don't use photoshop. (I don't really know how to use it or I would have my pictures of me look like George Cluney). :uhoh3: I was swimming laps this morning and I was thinking that I can really keep fish healthy for a long time but I have had some problems with other animals. A few years ago my neighbors who have turtles and lizzards running freely all over their house asked me to watch their tortoise while they went to California for vacation. It was a little yellow tortoise about 3" long and when I was a kid I always had them. So the day they were leaving I took the creature and put him in the little tank they gave me. They told me to give it a dish of water and some lettuce.
So I got the turtle in this tank and as my neighbors were driving away I checked on the tortoise. The cute little thing walked over to the water, looked up at me, smiled, and dropped dead.

I mean literally, it croaked and my neighbors hadn't even gotten to the corner. Did you ever try to perform CPR on a reptile? Not a pretty sight.
So I froze it until they came home and I had to tell them I killed the thing in 2 minutes. :facepalm:
That was not the only time I had a problem with a reptile. A few years later my closest friend and his wife were also going to California. Until now, I never put it together that it may have something to do with California. Everything you buy says it causes cancer in California. Anyway, my friend goes to California and has this 4' Iguana they want me to lizard sit for.
They gave me this huge tank and said to give it apple sauce, banannas and crickets. There was this big tree limb in the tank and they told me he sits on this limb all day. So the first night I have the thing, I am sleeping and my wife says she hears a cricket. Now if my wife sees an ant I have to sell the house and move to a different state. So I say I will investigate. I didn't tell her this lizard eats crickets and I had a bucket of them in my workshop.
So I go downstairs and there are crickets jumping all over the place. Like fifty of them. My wife yells down to se if I caught "the" cricket.
I told her that I am chasing "him" and it may take a while. I get out my shop vac, and this is a Manly shop vac, not one of those sissy shop vacs that will suck up belly button lint, this thing will suck snot out of your head from across the street. I am crawling around sucking up crickets and I got most of them. There were a few stragglers that croaked a few days later but luckily, my wife didn't hear them.
Anyway about the lizard. The first day I get the thing I bring him in my back yard and I have a leash on him. I put him on his favorite log, and he immediately falls off and lands up side down with his feet in the air. Great, I had visions of that stupid turtle. But he was alive and I didn't have to pound on his chest, get the paddles or anything like that. He could move his front legs but his back legs were paralyzed and he would pull himself along with his front legs and drag his back legs. Now I saw lizzards all over Viet Nam and I know they can run pretty fast. This one couldn't catch a sea urchin stuck in peanut butter in a parking lot.
So I bring it to my neighbors who are the reptile experts. I wasn't sure they would help me after I killed their turtle, but they told me I had to feed it Alpo dog food and sprinkle calcium on it. (I am always involved in animals that need calcium) So I get Alpo and calcium and in a few days the thing started walking and running. In a weeks time he was doing the macarana.
I was happy about that. A few weeks ago my other neighbors wanted me to watch their dog. I never had a dog and know nothing about dogs so I told them the story about the tortoise and Iguana. For some reason, they got someone else to watch their dog.
This guy walked up to me out of the jungle in Nam and we became friends, he would eat rats and sit on a Howitzer all day.
