my little project

My step sisters won a little comet goldfish at a fair over the weekend. When I came over for a visit, I saw the poor little fellow almost dead in the bottom of his fishbowl (no gravel, decorations, and one big piece of bread to 'feed' him) I asked what happened, and apparently while putting the fish in its death trap, I mean, fishbowl they dropped him and he flopped around on the kitchen table for a while. After some begging I soon got them to let me have him. Hes in a critter keeper with some gravel, a plant, and a few rocks. I dont really have that high of expectations for him living that long a life. He has survived since Tuesday and has been actually moving around a bit. So who knows if he'll survive? Anyway, all I know is that if he does die, he will have been well cared for. Just to let you know, his name is John the Baptist. It was an Easter Fair. lol