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I was at my old friend Andreas house and she had just baught a betta fish named Tamahome (tah-ma-hoe-may) She was so happy because she had wanted one for a long time well we brought a few more people over just to kinda chill, things got a little wild and we nocked lil old Tamahomes bowl over and shattered the glass. My friend wasn't in the room when this happend she was out getting some kind of junk food. Well, me and a couple of other people were trying to figure out what to do with the fish, as it had come to a sad end when the bowl fell. we decided to put it in a cup and say that it was still alive.(even though it obviously wasn't) She returned and we spoke nothing of the fishes fate, we told her that her bowl had fallen but the fish was okay she look at Tamahome and thought nothing of the fact that he sat at the bottom of the cup and didn't move. My friend she also had a cat named Diet Coke (which is a story in its self) see Diet Coke new better not to eat the fish when it was alive for the cat was well trained. The cat seemed to know that the fish was dead so it decided to have its self a Tamahome betta fish snack. Later Andrea went to go look at her litttle Tamahome to descover that the fish was compleatly gone. (at this time NO ONE knew what happened to it.) At this point she accused all of us for killing her fish and all of us swore on our lives we didn't flush it. A few hours after she said that we killed her fish her cat started hacking something up, it appeared that Tamahome just didn't want to stay in Diet cokes belly. So Andrea saw her cat hack up the fish and she looked at us with tears in her eyes and said, "Diet coke killed my Tamahome!" (Now if you were a compleat stranger and herd someone say that what would be in your mind.) Anyways we let her think Diet Coke killed Tamahome so she never found out whom had really killed her little Tamahome.