We’ve just had a shit ton of crappy news drop on us over the last day. None of it is affecting us directly, so it’s not my story to tell, but let me say this: If bad things are happening to you, don’t wait to tell people. You miss out on all the help and support that the people who care about you can offer.
In other news, my Betta fish, CoCo is dying. Rigor has set in, which means that he’s not long for this world. According to the nerdy fish kid at the pet store, the fact that I’ve had him as long as I have is a miracle – these fish only live about 2 years.
So, I bought another one. I named him Ponyboy. Because he’s golden!
It’s never nice hearing about bad news. Especially when it comes in a dumper truck like that.
Poor CoCo. Yay Ponyboy! (I loved that book. I still have it.)
I remember reading somewhere that if we gave Bettas bigger bowls with filters they’d live more like 4-6 years, but no pet store ever advises that for some reason. I guess so they can sell more Bettas.
I am overdue to replace Hedley.