Gretchey jumped in a fountain the other night a block or so away from the house while we were out walking. I realized the fountain was teeming with little.. guppies? THEN I realized no one lived in the house where the fountain was. The lower tier of the fountain was plenty deep, but the middle tier was only a few inches deep, and I imagined it would dry out after a few more days of bright sun. So I took the dogs back to the house and got a gravy sieve (or something), a bucket, and a flashlight. You can guess what I did next.
The guy who lived across the street came out to investigate what I was doing. He explained no one had lived there for a year, and he had no idea how any fish got in there. He seemed fairly amused by me, scooping out little critters from a fountain in the dark.
When I got the bucket o’ critters back to Chris’s place, I noticed that some of them had… legs! So they were tadpoles. I mean, I realize that they LOOK like tadpoles, but we don't have frogs - or toads! - in our neighborhood, so I was completely NOT expecting that. I have seen tiny frogs from time to time sharing a shelter with the tortoises, so MAYBE that's what these are. I guess we'll see. Anyway, I was at a loss for what to feed the fish, but now that I knew they were tadpoles, I was happy – I had Reptomin! They were so happy, too. They all just attacked it. Four tadpoles per stick, swimming around the bucket. Mmmm!
As a testament to what a good guy Chris is, that night I asked him which office he was going to in the morning and if that one had a pond. Yes, it did. And he didn’t even TRY to get out of bringing those tadpoles to the pond to let them go. In his little shirt & tie. Not even a BLINK from my boy. What a good guy, right?
Anyway, instant karma paid me back the next day. It really did. Funny story if you knew my work, but you don’t, so I ain’t going to bother explaining. :)