Kamakazi Betta, or Why My Fish Needs Therapy

Today started off as a normal Saturday morning. I was trying to finish my regular weekend chores early so that I could enjoy the rest of the day. The last thing on my list was to change the water for my betta fish. I do this about once a week in the laundry room sink without any problem. Well today Grover decided to add some excitement to my morning.

I went to pour him out of my bowl and into a net so that I could transfer him to a cup until the bowl was cleaned. But instead of plopping right into the net, Grover decided to jump ship and did a nose dive straight down the drain! In a mixture of horror and amusement, I ran to tell my parents. Dad got out some tools to take the pipes apart so that he didn't rot in there--ick! Knowing how resilient betta fish are, I had a feeling he just might be still alive. (Apparently they like to jump out of their bowls and if you find them on the ground, they can still be revived as long as they are not "crispy dry"). So we poured the contents of the pipe into the net and low and behold, Grover was still alive and kicking! I added some extra disease prevention drops into his water and placed him back into his bowl. 20 minutes later, he's doing pretty well and I think he will pull through, unless he contracted some weird disease down there. But if any of you know of a good pet psychologist who can deal with suicidal tendencies in fish, I think Grover might benefit from some therapy!