Sally runs an aquaculture business.
She loves to feed the fish. And she loves to sing to the fish while she feeds them.
The food floats on the surface of the pond, and the fish rush to the surface to feed.
She tosses them food until they don’t rush to the surface anymore.
Then she knows they’ve eaten enough.
She doesn’t expect the fish to say “Thank you” or to compliment the chef.
All she wants the fish to do is eat, and be happy.
Oh, and not flop out of the crates on the way to the processing plant.
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Love it. sounds like my life :-)
When I read this one today, I thought “I wrote this for someone a year and a half ago. I think it was for Hedgie. Doesn’t her family do some kind of aquaculture?”
Looks like I was right. ;)
-ls/cm