I finally changed my betta's water, and now he's sulking at the bottom of his bowl. C'mon, Cervantes, embrace life! Rebuild your bubble nests anew!
The last time she phoned, my mum sounded surprised to hear that Cervantes was still alive after spending a week in my care. I don't blame her; I once owned a wee cactus plant that withered up from dehydration. D:
Really, I don't know why I keep selfishly surrounding myself with tiny creatures whose survival is dependent on me when I so clearly possess the Hand of Death.
ETA: And now he's bashing his head against the inside of the bowl in an apparent attempt to commit suicide by brainbursty asdfk;klj?!
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