I just bought new furniture and it kicks ass... Its that micro Swede shat...
so anyway IM sitting on my new couch looking at my fish... I have princess who is the fattest goldfish I've seen...All lumpy and shit with these huge black eyes...
And then there's Robert Jr... A Betta... Beautiful blue body slim and pretty..
I noticed that Roberts tank was looking quite shabby so I should probably clean it... So I changed the water in the tank and kept him in a little tupperware container to float until the water temp was right so he wouldn't go into shock.. So there he is floating in a little plastic container floating in his tank with the lid up...
The boyfriend and I go into the bedroom and we come out about 45 minutes later.. I remember Robert and I walk over to his tank to take him out of the container and directly into his tank... But to my surprise he was gone?... I frantically search the area to find him before he dies without water... I search EVERYWHERE!!!! Then I look over at my balcony... And I remember that my screen was broken and it is leaning up against the side rail outside... The patio door is wide open... I then realized that I wasn't going to find Robert Jr... Because he was fish napped!!...
God bless his tiny soul...Rest in peace Robert Jr... What a fucking way to die..
So I am now looking for a Robert the 3rd... Although I must say for just a fish... My heart goes out to that poor bastard...