In memoriam of Atlantis, the goldfish. A few words of memory as we bury him under this tomato plant: He ate too much, and passed away. Let him now feed this tomato plant with his fullness, and help another survive when he has perished.
Today was the church's Festa Italiano, with wonderful fun games, good prizes, and... Goldfish? We only won two prizes, Atlantis the fish and a shark plushie. With the goldfish, only the kids seemed to win. Chase went up to play, he lost. I suddenly was like, "Oh, let me do it." And I won second ball I threw in. Atlantis is pretty happy.
Edit: Atlantis died from stupidity. He ate too much algae that grew on the plant roots in the tank.
Proof was that half the roots were pearly clean.
Recently, my Anole, Jupiter, has been laying eggs. After Apollo successfully charmed and caught her, she laid an egg. This happened a few times, in order. He charms and catches her, they mate, she gains weight, loses weight a few days after. We take the gaining and losing weight as a sign Jupiter's been laying some eggs. We haven't seen any hatchlings yet. But we're watching out for em'!