Something that could only be understood on this message board.... Its 5:00am and I am out in the back yard checking on my fish. I am pleased to say "they are talking to me again." Yesterday they were so stressed and pissed off at getting wrapped in a bed sheet and thrown outdoors that they wouldn't even look at me. This morning at 5:00 am, all 3 of them ( and their pet oscar) came right to the gap in the netting I put over the pool and looked up at me to say "good morning". People that don't have fish don't get it. But those 3 are my friends, I've known them for 10+ years. Lucy, Charlie Brown and Franklin.... they have distinct personalities, they have mood swings, they react to everything that happens in my house. I swear they treated me different when I was pregnant and I see them look at the new baby differently than they look at me. It took them 2-3 years to accept my husband in the house, but the baby they accepted right away. I am not a whack-a- doodle.... Those fish have more personality than most dogs, its just subtle. I will get their lazer pointer out later today and see if they will chase it while in the swimming pool. Franklin can never resist a good red dot chase.