Hubs woke me up this morning announcing that he couldn’t find Polycarp, our Betta fish. I sleepily replied that he is a fish, there aren’t many places for him to hide.
So I went to check it out and sure enough, he was not in his vase! And lest you be too quick to blame the kitties, we keep his vase on top of this baker’s cabinet (this is a pic from our old apartment before we got Polycarp. He sits on the very top):
Calvin has gotten on top of this cabinet before, so to keep Polycarp safe, we surround his vase with a french press and coffee grinder. There’s just no room for a cat to jump up there.
There’s no mess, no water, nothing out of its place. Just an empty vase where last night when we went to bed there was a fish. I searched the top of the cabinet, thinking he jumped out and there would be a dead fish up there, but found nothing.
We are SO confused!
The funny thing is, just last night I commented that I thought he may be on his last leg because he was starting to swim a little sideways and hadn’t been eating well lately. Perhaps God took him straight up to fishy heaven like Elijah? We just hope we don’t find (or worse, smell) a fish corpse tucked away somewhere a few weeks from now.