fishy fishy this is my new betta. he, of course, has so far been named "fishy" and variations thereof, e.g. fishyfishy, little fishy, little fishyfishy, etc.

sorry it's blurry.

the cats were disappointingly not interested in the fish at all when i brought him home. i offered up the cup o' betta for inspection and sniffing to each of the cats and all did a quick once-over and walked away. however, the next morning, this is how i found lucy:

now, the funny thing is that she is completely amazed by the birds, but if i see her inspecting the cage a little too closely, or notice that she is licking her lips with a little too much enthusiasm, making my presence in the room known (ahem) is usually enough to break the spell. at that point, she either runs away, as if she's ashamed, or runs under the bed, presumably so i can't get her out of the room and the birds will be left at her mercy when i leave. muahaha!

with the fish, however, she seems hypnotized. which is good, because it allows me to get pictures and stand back and laugh at the scene without her darting away before i can even turn my camera on.  ¶ 12:20 PM