Fish Masacre Part 1

For my birthday, which was about a month ago now, my boyfriend had gifted me with a five gallon aquarium for our goldfish, Glub Glub. Mitchell had won me Glub Glub at Dairy Days this past year. Ever since, we had been thinking about buying new fish. So when this opportunity arose, we decided to purchase fish from Wal-Mart that we just had to have. The ones that we wanted the most were the puffer fish, so we bought two. But since those are kind of expensive, we bought three other fish that were said to be compatible with the puffers. We brought them home, decorated their tank, and made them feel welcome. Apparently they didn't appreciate our efforts.
When you bring a fish home, it takes a little while for it to adapt to their new home. Ever since day two, Mr. Puffer didn't look so good. It wasn't swimming as strongly, which resulted in it getting stuck to the filter in the tank...three times. He perished peacefully in the Spongebob pineapple. Mr. Henderson had warned me that the puffer will eat the other fish, but I didn't listen. Mrs. Puffer ate half of the smallest and cutest fish we had, I had named her lion because she had zebra stripes. I would avenge her murder, however. Since Mrs. Puffer had ate Lion I decided that Mrs. deserved to be eaten by my cat. Mitchell didn't like that idea though, which upset me. To be continued...