Today when I went to feed my betta fish, Rooster, and clean his home, I saw that he had built a bubble nest! See pic:
Male betta fish build bubble nests in the hope that when a female betta fish comes along, she will be enticed by the nest to mate with him and spawn.
I feel a little sorry for Rooster. I’m sure he built his nest with such high hopes (or the highest hopes a little fish could have). He has no idea that he will never, ever meet a female betta fish, much less spawn. I wonder what he would say if he had an intellect and powers of comprehension. Probably something like, “I never signed up for this, asshole!”
The parrot is well. I have joined a parrot forum to learn how to make her as healthy and happy as possible. In a few minutes, I’m going to let her out of her cage to watch TV with me. I think Gordon Ramsay is my all-time favorite TV sadist (he’ll get some special attention on this blog in time, no doubt). One would think that after last night’s events, I would have reached maximum saturation re: sadism and suffering, but apparently my appetite for such things is insatiable. Relentless.
Here’s a photo of parrot eating a nut (in case you couldn’t figure that out for yourself, haha).