Why Can't He Just Die?!?!
Okay, so the he in the above question is not referring to a male man (and no, that is not a mail man), it is referring to a fish. A goldfish to be exact. Well, not exactly because I don't know how to tell if it is a boy of a girl fish. But, you get the idea - we'll just call it a he. So, let me begin by telling you that we got this fish well over a year ago, and I believe we got him from someone who was sick of having him, but didn't want to kill him (my current dilemma). So basically, we got him and another fish from these people. At first we were excited that we just got two new goldfish and all was well. Well, in case you don't know all ready, it's really hard to play with fish, cause you can't take them out of their bowl with water. (It's not like a dog or something, that you can play on the lawn with!) So really they're just objects you look at (boring!). So after a while we stopped doing what good animal caretakers do. We stopped changing their water and even stopped feeding them. So you'd think they would die, right? Wrong! We even had an "accident" where some little kid was by the table they were on, and bumped them off. So splatter, they fell on the carpet, the bowl broke and all, but then, someone just had to come to the rescue and save their little lives. And I had almost forgot all about the "poor" little fish, until last night. I went down to the basement (where we had put them a month earlier), in the room people hardly go in, and to my amazement, there sitting on the top shelf of the bookcase was the fish bowl. But I didn't really think much of it, till later when my friend came over. She saw the bowl and was like "you have fish" and I was like "yeah... exciting isn't it?!?" and she gets all excited and takes the bowl down. Well, come to find out that one of the fish died, and the other one is just swimming around in the dirty death water. Ewwww! I know, it was so gross. But seriously, why can't he just die! I mean, hullo! there is no plausible reason why he should still be swimming so "swimmingly" (ignore the pun). He's lived in his poop for months, should have died of starvation long ago, and now has been swimming with his dead friend's body for who knows how long. What am I doing wrong?!? He's supposed to die with conditions like that! The only thing I've come short of doing is flushing him down the toilet. (Which, by the way, I am too nice to do!) So, I've decided that maybe the fish heaven is too full right now (since everyone else's fish seem to die so easily) that maybe it's not "his time".