Fish

Big drama this week. I bought a Betta fish. It's the first fish I've owned since winning some goldfish at a carnival in kindergarten. All I remember about those fish was "FLUSH."

Thursday, I went to Wal-Mart and bought a tank with filter ($10), flat marbles for decoration ($2), fish food ($2), and the fish (priceless - no, really it was $4). I named the fish Shamoo. I set aside homework and other responsibilities to assemble the tank and get the fish in there. I was very excited.

The next morning, I woke up and saw Shamoo lying on his side on the bottom, struggling for breath. After class, he was dead.

I think the problem was I tossed him into tap water without purifying the water. So, as soon as classes ended that day, I rushed back to Wal-Mart and bought another Betta, along with water-purifying tablets. My new Betta is bigger and can beat up anyone else's Betta. (It's amazing how many people immediately want to challenge my Betta to a fight with their Betta. But, I've been told, this new Betta would win. He's intimidating.) He's a brilliant red with blue here and there. His name is Toro because he's red like a Chicago Bull. I'm very much enjoying watching him swim in the tank. He's active. And he has lived for 24 hours in my room! A new personal record!