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So, last week was shark week and my family and
I really enjoy what new discoveries have been made from last year. I have
already shared the face to shadow encounter I had one summer growing up.
But, watching last week, I was reminded of the time my
best friend (who did not care for animals in the slightest) came over.
We were teens hanging out in my room playing
records....note: records are vinyl
disks with deep groves and a hole in the center, when played on a machine
called a hifi or stereo, music can be heard, in this case it was The Boss (Bruce
Springsteen).
At first she was looking at my posters of Parker
Stevenson and Andy Gibb hanging on my wall, then she noticed my ten gallon fish tank. In those days tanks where nothing but a metal
frame and glass walls, this one didn’t even have a hood.
“Why would anyone want to have stupid fish”
she said. "They aren’t stupid" I explained, "They're kind of cool, like that one
that’s a red tip shark” note : not really a shark a type
of catfish but it looks like a two and a half inch shark. 
“A shark!" Her voice broke, like the Jaws
kind? Only you would have Jaws as a pet”.
Laughing, “No silly” , I said, “He doesn’t bite,
he’s not really a shark just looks like one, go ahead check him out".
Just as I said that,she looked into the top
of the tank,suddenly that fish launched itself into the air right at her head. She
screamed! I screamed! I could not believe what happened .I never saw a fish do that. I
mean right at her head! Then plop, right on my rug,while she leaped onto my
bed still screaming, I managed to stop laughing, just long enough to scoop him up
and return him to the tank.
He
never did that again.
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