My dad had a suicidal fish in college. Whenever it was unsupervised, it would jump out of its tank and shrivel up on the carpet, gasping fitfully. All the regular guests at the apartment knew that if you found the fish on the floor, you were just supposed to toss it back in the tank, and pretty soon it'd be back hydrated and sulking. The thing lived for years. Hilarious.
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(At least, that was the fate of the last goldfish I owned. I stick to bettas; they're smarter.)
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Even easier than tribbles & flat cats.
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