Okay, so not only has Frank died this week, I now get to euthanize my betta fish, Fran.
She has what's known as dropsy, where excess fluid builds up in her body and so she swells up, turns pale, stops eating, and all her scales stick out from her body. So I get to put her in a ziploc baggie and put her in the freezer.
What the hell did I do to deserve this? What have I done in my life to piss off God so bad that he keeps killing my pets? I love animals. They're one of my favorite things. So why does He keep killing them, dammit? Punish me, not them, leave them alone.
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