So, I sort of “adopted” my nephew’s Betta fish that he got from an ex-girlfriend (who the hell gives a FISH as a bday present?!?). Anyway, I decided he needed a nice new bigger bowl with a lovely plant. He promptly got sick. For the last week, I’ve been nursing him back to health and last night was making the final transfer to a fresh new bowl of water and he FREAKED out and was flipping around (since he feels so much better) and tore his fin and was BLEEDING. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!? He looks fine this morning, but still…The real question here is: What is WRONG with me. Fish?!? I don’t have my hands full enough with dogs?!? (p.s. that is NOT a picture of him, but it was the closest one I could find :) )

So, I sort of “adopted” my nephew’s Betta fish that he got from an ex-girlfriend (who the hell gives a FISH as a bday present?!?). Anyway, I decided he needed a nice new bigger bowl with a lovely plant. He promptly got sick. For the last week, I’ve been nursing him back to health and last night was making the final transfer to a fresh new bowl of water and he FREAKED out and was flipping around (since he feels so much better) and tore his fin and was BLEEDING. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!? He looks fine this morning, but still…The real question here is: What is WRONG with me. Fish?!? I don’t have my hands full enough with dogs?!? (p.s. that is NOT a picture of him, but it was the closest one I could find :) )