welcome to my nightmare

Stay away from the light!!

I think I already sent you my biggest nightmare, Fi, but I'm in... :)

Since this is a swap about nightmares, why not a thread about nightmares?

I'll start with a question for FarStarr: can you explain why a flying beast holding a fish in its claws is so scary for you? I'm curious, because like you, I adore fish; but I've seen an osprey with a fish in its talons, and I found it a beautiful sight, not a scary one.

Fi

I woke one beautiful summer morning to the sight of my beautiful (if maybe a little too friendly) fish, Steve, being swallowed whole by a 4 foot great blue heron. We have taken substantial steps to thwart the bane of our existence, but 3 fish disappeared one day this year while we weren't home. I know it was a Great Blue Heron, but it didn't traumatize me as much as actually witnessing Steve's demise.

The sound of the infrared sprinkler going off in the early morning hours fills me with dread.

Carnivorous birds can eat whatever they want as long as it is not my koi!

Ohmygoddess, I can completely understand. I happen to have a loooong history of adoring GBHs (there was one named Henry... =tearing up=), but I will now immediately start hating them on your kois' behalf. (There really was a GBH named Henry, and I really did tear up a moment ago...I wasn't kidding.)

True Story: Waaay back in time, in the 1970s, there used to be a popular wine that came in huge round jug-like bottles called Gallo Hearty Burgundy. It tasted pretty good for a dirt-cheap red, so the bunch of people I hung out with used to drink it a lot. We called it GHB, of course. During the same time period, Bob and I used to see a lot of GBHs when we were birding. We never got our GHBs mixed up with our GBHs, but to this day, when I think "GBH"--or even, shockingly, when I see an actual GBH in flight over our neighborhood lake--I get this mild, but ever-present, image in my mind of a big round bottle of GHB. Weird but true.

But I officially now hate GBHs. So there!

Fi

People may be wondering why I changed the name of this swap. This is why: I just heard Alice Cooper's "Welcome To My Nightmare" play on the radio. And I went, "Duh...."

Now let me say, I know a fellow with a fish named Dorothy.Now you make 2, I know with named fish. I have 'day mares" about losing things. My last nightmare was in high school and we ALL know what that one was!!