Inside the head of Bluey Scheluwee : ‘Rage.’

I’m in a really lousy mood today. I don’t feel like observing anyone or speaking to any object, even Clarence.
I feel as if I’m trapped in this place, with nowhere to go, no voice to be heard, fighting a losing battle. Day in and day out, I think about my freedom. But what exactly did [...]

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Inside the head of Bluey Scheluwee : “3 on full swing mode.”

It’s been a particularly busy two weeks for the inhabitants at 3. And that in turn kept the stationery busy stapling, calculating, writing and erasing. The humans were quite busy with their work and Owner hardly had time for me other than to feed me occasionally and and check whether I was still alive now [...]

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Inside the head of Bluey Scheluwee : ‘Humans are heartless.’

For once in my fishy life, this post isn’t going to be about me. It’s going to be about how I despise the humans even more after what I overheard in a conversation between Owner and her human friend today. Oh wait, it is about me…
Owner and her human friend were talking about a group [...]

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Inside the head of Bluey Scheluwee : ‘Divine.’

It was a hot hot Sunday. Even the water in my confinement space was warm. I was swimming around restlessly worried if my water became too warm and started to boil…I wasn’t about ready to go just yet.
Clarence was looking at me worriedly and so I swam up to him and spoke to him through [...]

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