so yea... I had this fighting fish in whistler... and I had him for like 3 months... he was doing soo good... his name was fish. he was pink and frilly.... but he was no sissy.... like we called him fish cuz it was tougher than fishy... but any ways.... we had this fish for like 3 months living in a measuring cup. and we left to come back to ontario... so we snuck him on the plane in a water bottle, and he was doing super good and shit... and he survived everything... so we got him home and into a new bowl, and yea... so like 3 days later I decided that fish could be friends with fishy X3 that live in the pond outside... so I dumped him in and filled up his bowl so that it could warm up for when he got back in... but it turns out that fish was pink and frilly for a reason. he was a sissy. so fishy fishy, and fishy kicked his ass. so I rescued him out and put him back in his bowl of cold water... and the next day he was dead. I cried.
I like dead kittens.