Everything’s clear again. I’ve regained my surrounding sight. The filthy stenchy slimy crap laden fest is over and my water is now a crystal clear cool haven again. I had turned from blue to green during the days confined in the filthy water but now I’m back to my glorious blue again.
I almost feel my resentment towards owner slowly dissipating but then my memory of everything that had happened quickly brings me back to my senses.
I’m still shaking from the whole episode of how owner cleaned out my aqua-rium. It was shocking, badly handled and careless yet at the same time I felt a dangerous rush I had never felt before, on the telly, on AXN they had referred to this feeling as Adrenalin.
I could have died. I almost died today…but I didn’t.
Of course I didn’t.
It all began when Owner and two other humans took my confinement space outside of 3 and into a toilet. I knew it was a toilet as I had seen the signs before on the telly. That was where humans went to … oh well you know. Anyways, I was apalled at first. I thought that they were planning to get rid of me by flushing me down the toilet. I was prepared to die as I knew that was what Owner always wished for, my riddance. But it turned out that they wanted to clean my aqua-rium. I just cannot believe the manner in which they did it.
They placed my space over a sink. First owner tilted the aqua-rium and I was supposed to be poured into/placed into a circular white tower which they all were referring to as a white stigh-row-fom cup, held by the other human (a brown skinned one). Which was fine by me. Until Owner very carelessly tilted the aqua-rium and I went flying down into the sinkhole instead of the white cup!! It was terrifying….in those moments I thought I would be sucked into the drain holes of the sink but luck was on my side. Those holes weren’t big enough for me to fall through. I rudely landed on the sink hole about to rejoice that I was still alive until I realised that the water was draining away…and fast. I was horrified. I felt the oxygen slowly draining away from my body and I began to choke.
I began flipping my body crazily hoping that I could make a dive or leap somewhere…anywhere though there was nowhere to go where I could find water. To make matters worse suddenly one of the obviously ill informed humans (I couldn’t remember which one) turned on the tap above the sinkhole I was in. Did they actually think the water from the tap would keep me alive when the force of the water itself could have killed me? It was as if I was right at the bottom of niagara falls then and the pounding of the water was hurting me. I quickly flipped away in pain and mouthed a profanity at the humans. I thought these people were of superior intelligence than us animals…but obviously whoever did this evaluation had grossly overestimated this species.
I started to panic even more. In my hysteria, I began swearing profusely again…but obviously they could all not hear me. The three humans were screaming madly, shrill panicky screams trying to figure out how to save me. I could see them all worried too, but in the midst of panicking they were also laughing. I was disgusted by their attitudes. I had the impression that whilst they did want to save me and keep me alive, they didn’t really care if I died either. Which was not surprising to me but once again, disheartening.
They were obviously enjoying themselves at my expense and misery while I flipped and flopped battling for my dear life.
Then suddenly they were all shouting at the brown one in the middle to do something, while they all continued to scream. The one in the middle looked clueless yet was under tremendous pressure as both Owner and the other brown human (the unusually tiny little one) were shouting at the middle one to do something. Then the middle one instinctively picked up the white cup and started nudging the opening towards me, and as I felt the giant white cup headed towards me, I decided to make a leap, it was either leap or nothing, now or never. So I gathered my last breath and with whatever strength left I could muster, leaped into the running tap water which in turn and force sent me flying and propelled me right into the cup. The whole experience was frightening and life threatening. Yet at the same time I felt an excitement I had never felt before, as all this while I had just been circulating within my confinement space, knowing that nothing could ever disrupt my little safe space (except for maybe The Others). The only excitement I had ever felt was when Owner once accidentally almost toppled my space over when she knocked over a huge file.
But here I was, the action fish, leaping and diving. It was a rush I had never known or felt before. Dangerous and exhilarating at the same time. I loved it!
Then I was safely back into the white cup. The cup had white walls and a narrow circular space so I could not see what was happening on the other side. I heard their voices as they chattered away sounding like clucking rabid chickens and I could hear my aqua-rium being washed. I hummed a tune in my head as I didn’t like how claustrophobic the white circular narrow space was making me feel.
Then not long after I was placed back into my newly cleaned confinement space, with clean crystal clear water and a coolness I had forgotten I’d once used to enjoy a long while ago.
Had not my spirits been strong, I would have not survived today’s ordeal. But I am back at 3 again, and ready to face yet another day in existence.
Thinking back, I wouldn’t mind going through that same exhilarating experience again. But I knew that it would probably be another lifetime again before Owner or any of her human friends would decide to clean my space again.
Oh well.
