I used to have an aquarium, a nice one on top of a wrought-iron stand. Its last occupant was an angelfish called "Fishie" who had brutally murdered the rest of its comrades. After dying itself around 2005, I drained the aquarium and left it empty until the fire.
When I see cool shit like transforming your fish's home into a Super Mario Bros. level, I think, "Man, I kinda wanna get a tank again and do that." I have this weird position where I want a pet, but simultaneously I know it's gonna be a pain in the ass I don't want to deal with. Definitely not anything like a dog because that requires training and walking. No cats because of my ailurophobia. So I think something that can be contained in a cage like a guinea pig or chinchilla, but I still have to wipe up their piss or provide dust baths. So maybe something low-maintenance like a snake or tarantula but then there's mom's ophidiophobia and my own severe entomophobia. And I return to fish because you feed them once a day and clean out the tank maybe once a month, maybe every other month. Except then I have flashbacks of the horror show it was to vacuum that tank. So here I am petless, but that's probably for the best.
Watching these are helping with my entomophobia somewhat. I don't know why, but they are.
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