Let me tell you a story. The other day I went to a wedding. It was for my cousin. She had fishbowls with bettas in them for centerpieces at the tables. Her mother (my aunt) told me that I could take one home. So I did. The girls thought it was cool. Then, later, I saw some of the same kinds of fish (I didn't know they were bettas until I saw them again) at Walmart. So I thought, hey why not buy another one? So I did.
I put them in the same bowl.
One of them tried to kill the other one.
So I learned something. You learn something new every day or so they say. I took the second betta out of the bowl and put it into a tupperware container until today when we got it a very small tank. (Very small. It was only 2 dollars.) It looks very bad (the fish). The first betta ripped its fins all up. With what, I wonder? Do they have teeth? I doubt it. But it's still alive. I don't know if it's eating and I don't know how long it's going to last, but it is alive.
Here is another pet story. The cat jumped into a full tub. He got wet up to the bottom of his stomach and then he slid around and started freaking out.
We have wierd pets.