Putting Mr. Sparky Straight

I wasn't going to eat Mr. Sparky--I just wanted to talk to him. So, as soon as my human-pet finished the normal ritual of moving the terrarium lighting and taking off the screen in order to give me my collard greens today, I seized the opportunity.

And she thought I never noticed the green reptile-hammock she hung up in the corner of the tank. HA! I noticed it--and today, it came in handy. As soon as the screen was off and my pet turned her back, I leaped onto the hammock, using it to scurry to the top of the tank, and then jumped out, aiming straight for the TV.

Of course I landed it--I'm an excellent jumper. But the TV wasn't my end goal. Mr. Sparky's tank is on the shelf over the TV, and he and I needed to talk.



I've seen the look in his eyes when the birds are near--I know he fears them, and I'm not about to let those feather-heads bully the fish into taking their side in this war!

So yah, I took a few striking licks right at his wiggling, yummy-looking fins, but it was for his own good! He'll think twice before committing mutiny now. Even glass can't protect traitors forever.

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