Jan 25, 2005 19:09
Betta-Dude my betta died today. It was an incredibly long and depressing day which I don't care to review...as it was also not only stressfull, but boring. The only interesting pert...the REAL ironic, almost humurous thing...is the death of my pretty fish. I noticed when I went to feed him that he wasn't coming up to the top to eat as usual. I quickly spun the bowl around looking for him amongst the plastic jungle, and he swam by twice. Then I remembered fish don't swim upside down. It was about this time I began to have my doubts about Betta-Dude rolling over, and playing dead for a pepsi.
The time had come to remove my poor dead fish from his beautiful plastic ocean, and send him to the porcelain one. On the way, Howlie, and Spiral (my dogs) mistook him for a treat, and attempted to grab a bite of sushi as I made my way toward the altar of the porcelain god.
...now as I attempt to give Betta-Dude a glorious viking sendoff where he shall swim the spiralling blue waters down to valhalla...I'm having a little trouble getting corpus splendens to release the net. Flailing it around in the ceremonial white bowl I finally set him free.
..........Have you ever had to pee really bad just because you were in the bathroom? Let me tell you, the fact that we'd been out of toilet paper all day and just re-supplied it, and the splashing around of the net didn't help any.
So goodbye Betta-Dude, as you swim the spiralling golden waters down to valhalla I hope you find Nemo. Because of you I will always remember to request quilted toilet paper in the future.