Back in July, my office mate of 2-1/2 years died. The iFish and I had a good run, but it ended.
Last week I began to want a new fish. I cleaned and set up the tank, then let it run all week to make sure the water was ready.
Sunday I surveyed bettas in jars at the pet shop. One half-moon betta sat on the bottom, all mellow. As soon as I looked at him he puffed up and declared himself:
THEY CALL ME MR. FISH
If you do not recognize the reference, go watch In the Heat of the Night right now. It's a classic movie; you will thank me later.
Here is a video of my new buddy. He keeps swimming against the current from the filter system.
He may not be the brightest fish in the shop.
But we have bonded now!