The Ninth Strange Day

It is with great sadness that I report the betta is well and truly dead. He actually died two days ago, but I left him stuck to the filter pipe in case he was getting better at faking it.

The first betta I owned was named Fionn mac Cumhaill immediately after I got him.

This one never had a name. He didn’t have the charm or personality of Fionn. Considering he spent a few months playing dead, he didn’t have much charm or personality at all.

He deserves a name, though. Considering his frequent “Oh, he’s dead. Wait! Now he’s swimming!” episodes I’ve decided his name was Rasputin.

And so, Rasputin is now sleeping with the fishes and no longer… sleeping… with… the fishes…

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