Ode to Pippin

During the day, Pippin hangs out doing his job of Trash Collector while blending in with the pebbles on the bottom on the tank. I play Where's Waldo every single day looking for the Pippin.

















But at night, Pippin is a wild disco-king in his own little disco-king world. If Pippin was a bird he'd be a bat! He's the little cutie-pie in the back swimming up and down; up to the corner and then Swoooop, back to center stage. Doesn't he look like his little tail is just a-wagging away in glee? Pure, unadulterated glee! I love him.