When my husband and I were engaged, I had a betta fish (Gizmo) in a one gallon aquarium. Gizmo was actually my classroom fish and lived at school most of the time. When we had long breaks, I would bring him home, aquarium and all. On spring break, I was going out of town with my parents, so my husband (then fiance) offered to keep the fish for me. The aquarium was shut in his bedroom because we knew that would be too much temptation for Saphirah. One morning, the door to the bedroom didn't get closed very well, so when my husband got home from work, he walked in to find the top of the aquarium knocked sideways and water all over the top of his dresser. In the aquarium was one very smug looking red betta fish. Gizmo had evidently won that battle. We haven't been brave enough to have fish again since Gizmo, especially since we have added 2 more cats to our household.