Am…musings

I began the New Year with one less animal … waking to an empty fishbowl where Jackson, the pretty blue betta fish, should have been merrily swimming.

Because you’re smart, you’ve probably deduced from the title the foster kitty, Miss Tiger Lily, was the culprit. Jackson’s person (yeah, that’s me) also must take a fair amount of the blame for her stupidity and underestimation of said kitty. I’d even been warned by my neighbor, who cared for Tiger Lily while I was on vacation, that she’d been trying to get the fish.

He was on a high-ish shelf in the bathroom so she wasn’t having much luck (I’d read betta’s like warmer temps and figured that was the warmest room in the house). However, his bowl was funky when I returned so I moved him to the kitchen for cleaning. While the fresh water reached room temperature, I set him far back on the counter, thinking he’d be out of sight. Most pathetic of all … I had lamely placed an envelope over the bowl opening. Seriously? What the heck did I think that was going to do?!

Honestly, I’ve never seen her jump on the counter (must be a new trick learned while I was out of town). She’s also the clumsiest kitty ever and I figured I’d hear her knocking over glasses and other items I’d hastily left on the counter in prep for New Year’s Eve at the neighbors.

Is a dead fish worthy of eulogy? Maybe not, but Jackson was kind of cool (for a fish that is) and very pretty. Also, there’s the guilt and my need to come clean about playing a part in his death . RIP Jackson.

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