Pet Stores
You know, no matter how many times you visit a pet store, whether it's the same pet store or not, it's always interesting. Michael and I went to Pets, Scales, and Tails this evening. He wanted to get some more fish since two of them mysteriously died and another was eaten by a bigger fish. Yeh, it was eaten...and is still stuck in the fish's mouth. Michael wished all kinds of painful deaths on the bigger fish. But anyway. At the pet store, I petted adorable, real DWARF bunnies. I'm allergic to guinea pigs, so I had to try to steer clear of them. I saw an iguana trying to attack its own reflection. That was entertaining. But anyway. I want a clownfish. I will not name it Nemo or Marlin. They are adorable! I so want a salt water tank. But I have absolutely nowhere to put one. Michael offered to install one for me if I could find a place to put it. But oh well. I can deal with the bunny, rats, and Max. I'm a bit worried about Max and the bunny. When I move to Chesapeake this summer, I can't take Max or the bunny. I can only take the rats. The bunny makes too big of a mess, and I won't have the time or proper knowledge to take care of Max. Max is mostly Mom's dog, anyway, even though he lives in my room. The only reason he lives in my room is so that the cat won't eat him. But anyway! I'm at Michael's house, so I better go. See y'all later!