Actually, I, bought a fish. Though, I never really liked fish as a pet. I thought they were boring, incapable of doing anything interesting. I'm a dog person and have always had a dog. I like that they're so smart you'll forget they're not people. If you ask me, they're smarter than some of us and more sensitive than half the people you meet. Unfortunately, I am merely an apartment dweller and canine or feline friends are a no-no in the building. However, I miss having something to take care of and shower some of my affections to (the boyfriend is already neck deep and starting to mind my 'kakulitan' haha), so I decided to get a fish. The moment I stepped out of the pet store, with the fish in a bag in my hand, I felt like a 6-yr-old girl grinning from ear to ear.
Meet Mr. Gibb. I named him after my favorite Beegee, Robin Gibb, who passed away a couple of weeks ago. He's a fighting fish and that's about everything I know about it. Haha Iwill browse the internet though because I will be terribly heartbroken if I come home one day and see him belly up in his bowl. Excuse the mental graphic scene.
See ya!
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