(No one told me it was light, fluffy snow. No snowmen today).
My step-mom and youngest step-brother, Freddy, picked up four fish for our new fish tank today.
Three tetras, named red, orange and green, and one catfish named cat. Red is red, orange is orange, and green is green. Great names.
I never understood why people want to get pet fish, because it's not like you can do anything with them besides watch them swim around. It's cat TV. I guess if someone wants a super low-maintenance pet, sure. Which makes sense in our case, since my dad and his wife have their hands full with two little boys, ages seven and nine, two teenagers, two full-time jobs, two cats, and all sorts of other stuff. Like taxes. Man, being an adult with responsibilities sounds awesome.
Dogs are therapeutic, you take them for walks, you train them to do tricks, etc. Each pet has their own weird habits. I'm not a dog person, but I still don't quite understand why fish are a desired thing.
Nevertheless, as stupid as it sounds, it's kind of nice to know that there are other living things in the house when I'm home alone. Despite the fact that it's always been that way, since we also have cats.
I think it'd be cool to get a tank and fill it with all the different fish from finding Nemo. Shark bait ooh ha ha.