mybabieshavefins
Fish Fanatic
Woo, talk about a betta disaster! 
Ok, I bought a linen shelf from WM because I wanted a shelf to put my betta tanks on because I seem to keep getting bettas (I got another new boy on Thursday. I'm such an addict.) and my computer desk is officially full. So I installed the shelf carefully and into wall studs. After it was finished, I put a good deal of weight on it to see if it would hold, and it did. So, I got one tank, holding Shiirice, and carefully placed it on the shelf. After watching carefully for 30 seconds I decided it was ok and put a second tank, holding my new lovely blue/green male crowntail, onto the shelf and again waited another 30 seconds. Seemed good to go! As soon as I turned away there was a horrific crash, water spraying in all directions and glass stones scattering like confetti.
The adrenaline kicked in immediately and I panicked for my fish's lives! My first instinct was to find the fish as quickly as possible and then just dump them into the water of the other tanks (thankfully this "brilliance" lasted only half a heartbeat) but then I realized DUH, THEY'RE BETTAS. It would save them from suffocation but would also make matters worse by having a lovely betta war. So I ran to the kitchen as quickly as possible, filled two bowls with water, hastily dumped some start right into each bowl and ran back to my room. Ok, time locate the fish in the tsunami-like wreckage! I found Shiirice immediately
She had somehow managed to land right on top of my television set, where she was perched patiently, eyeing me as if to say "what the HELL are you doing to me, crazy *****! WATER!" So she was transfered immediately and came to no harm B) The boy was tougher. Everything is a blur because I was in overdrive, but I almost immediately realized by the way his tank had fallen that he must be under my table. Sure enough, after frantic clawing through books and moving a suitcase weighing about 100lbs, I found him! He was waiting for me in a puddle on the top of the said suitcase and seemed equally upset with me and wanted to stay in the puddle.
Neither fish was harmed at all, though Shiirice was most certainly pissed at me. She didn't stop being mad until today, when I gifted her a nice little cave to play in. I'm incredibly lucky that I was quick to think and act. I don't think either fish was stranded more than a minute or two. However, cleaning up a few gallons of water and the plants and beads was a completely different story. I had gotten water all over my PS2, television set, stereo, and expensive art paper, not to mention the table, tablecloth and carpet.
After cleaning for an hour and a half I downed three shots of vodka and had a much deserved cigarette. Luckily nothing was permanently damaged. My fish were most important, but I would have been pretty peeved if my electronics had been rendered useless.
Thought you'd all have a laugh. Yes, I'm stupid! I'd use the I'm with stupid smilie, but I'm the stupid!
Ok, I bought a linen shelf from WM because I wanted a shelf to put my betta tanks on because I seem to keep getting bettas (I got another new boy on Thursday. I'm such an addict.) and my computer desk is officially full. So I installed the shelf carefully and into wall studs. After it was finished, I put a good deal of weight on it to see if it would hold, and it did. So, I got one tank, holding Shiirice, and carefully placed it on the shelf. After watching carefully for 30 seconds I decided it was ok and put a second tank, holding my new lovely blue/green male crowntail, onto the shelf and again waited another 30 seconds. Seemed good to go! As soon as I turned away there was a horrific crash, water spraying in all directions and glass stones scattering like confetti.
The adrenaline kicked in immediately and I panicked for my fish's lives! My first instinct was to find the fish as quickly as possible and then just dump them into the water of the other tanks (thankfully this "brilliance" lasted only half a heartbeat) but then I realized DUH, THEY'RE BETTAS. It would save them from suffocation but would also make matters worse by having a lovely betta war. So I ran to the kitchen as quickly as possible, filled two bowls with water, hastily dumped some start right into each bowl and ran back to my room. Ok, time locate the fish in the tsunami-like wreckage! I found Shiirice immediately
She had somehow managed to land right on top of my television set, where she was perched patiently, eyeing me as if to say "what the HELL are you doing to me, crazy *****! WATER!" So she was transfered immediately and came to no harm B) The boy was tougher. Everything is a blur because I was in overdrive, but I almost immediately realized by the way his tank had fallen that he must be under my table. Sure enough, after frantic clawing through books and moving a suitcase weighing about 100lbs, I found him! He was waiting for me in a puddle on the top of the said suitcase and seemed equally upset with me and wanted to stay in the puddle. Neither fish was harmed at all, though Shiirice was most certainly pissed at me. She didn't stop being mad until today, when I gifted her a nice little cave to play in. I'm incredibly lucky that I was quick to think and act. I don't think either fish was stranded more than a minute or two. However, cleaning up a few gallons of water and the plants and beads was a completely different story. I had gotten water all over my PS2, television set, stereo, and expensive art paper, not to mention the table, tablecloth and carpet.
After cleaning for an hour and a half I downed three shots of vodka and had a much deserved cigarette. Luckily nothing was permanently damaged. My fish were most important, but I would have been pretty peeved if my electronics had been rendered useless. Thought you'd all have a laugh. Yes, I'm stupid! I'd use the I'm with stupid smilie, but I'm the stupid!
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