Rudy was on a hunger strike.
Note to pet owners - this means YOU, Chrissy... never change food during a stressful situation such as a sleepover. Rudy was NOT liking his new (never before tried) food his "sitter" was given. I was in a bit of a panic. I'm not entirely sure if he ate the last couple days... it's hard to hand feed a fish. And by hard I mean impossible. I tried. The food would just sit there and he would eventually run into it and knock it to the bottom of the bowl and I don't know if he ever got to it - it's the same color as the rocks... I was afraid to feed him too much in case he did eat when I wasn't watching... He just didn't seem to like it at all. I went to Elmers today and got him his normal food. I think he likes them because they are "perfectly size." He chomped it right up. Nom, Nom, Nom.
I got your back, Rudy. Well, your fin.
Love The Rudy Fish.
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