Yesterday I was nervous and excited all day. Why? you ask? Well Simple, I was getting a new pet. Normal people get excited for a dog or a cat. But for me, I got a fish. Yup, that's correct. A fish.
After running to Wal-Mart, I was sorely disappointed. All the fish looked sick. Now I wanted a specific type of fish. Not a gold fish or a guppy. I wanted a Betta. I always loved betta fish. So, hubs and I went to petsmart and I found my fish!
Before the reveal, here is a short story of my first bettas.
Once upon a time I had 3 at once. 2 males and a female. I gave one male to my youngest brother (my oldest male betta). Then I kept the two reds. Shark and..... honestly, I never named the female. She was a little witch. One day, I came home from school to find that the female killed Shark, my gorgeous red male. I was so upset.
To be frank, I have no clue what happened to the female.