Zeke owns a fish.
Went 7 days, cleaning up pee from all over the house... the carpets, rugs, wood floors, beds... that's right beds, had to change the sheets and re-make the bed and wash the sheets and everything...
Tonight, he is the proud owner of a fish and tank, all bought with his own cold-hard-earned cash. He is the first person to own a pet in our house and have the sole, one and only responsibility in that job. He now has to care for something else. He is now very aware of vacations and overnight trips. He is learning to be gentle and patient. He is a pet owner.
The fish's name is Bravery.
Folks, I tell you what... if this fish survives a week under this roof, I think we will throw a birthday party for the fish... oh wait, that will be Miriam's birthday? Perfect. I won't have to buy extra cake. :)!
Yay! Way to go Zeke! How exciting it must be for him! Does he have to continue to clean up after his sister?
Yes, yes he does! I don't know though... I think things are worse than I expected though... Bravery is not doing well... it is not Zeke's fault, he has done everything right a by the book... hopefully, he will make it through the day.
I had a betta named Winston. When I first got him it was real touch and go. He ended up living 2 1/2 years. Which in fish terms is like 100. I still have a load of stuff from him, so if Bravery does make it through the day, I can give you what I have. P.S. Sometimes it's just the shock of a new place that makes it hard on the fish. Making sure they have "neutrilized" water can help. At least, that's what I did with Winston.
Thanks for the encouragement Sarah! I will pass it along to Zeke, he is getting pretty concerned. And, Zeke was thinking we should try and replace his water... I think we will do that again and see if that helps. No offense to anyone else, but this is the exact reason I am not a pet person, oy!