The Addition to The Family
the Beta Fish
So Lenny now lives in my cookie jar.
The Girl spent most of yesterday afternoon checking on, singing to, and talking about Lenny. She loves Lenny's first portrait (above) because she says he is smiling and puffing up his fins, which, according to The Girl, means he is happy. And, "Mom! Lenny is happy, because he makes his face look just like a sea otter when he is happy!"
How do we know that Lenny is a boy? Because The Pet Shop Lady said so. She checked I guess.
Of course on the ride home The Boy began to wish that he had bought a Beta too. This is when The Girl said he would only need to buy the fish as she would share Lenny's accessories, with the exception of the bowl, which The Boy would have to buy himself, because Beta's are particular about their living arrangements. This is what she said:
Boy Beta with Boy Beta = Fight to the death.
Girl Beta with Girl Beta = Fight to the death.
Boy Beta with Girl Beta; Nothing.
The boy just annoys the girl.
Lenny came with a fifteen day guarantee. I am not sure how I feel about this. Is this a good thing or does this tell you something? Like, Don't get too attached.
The Mister and I laughed a little bit on the way home from the pet shop because the Pet Shop Lady said with "proper care" Lenny could live for up to four years! I hope Lenny lives a good long life. I just hope that 3-4 years from now we aren't making arrangements to get Lenny to a new duty station.
When the Girl woke up this morning, she checked Lenny out first. No Kisses good morning. No asking for milk. No hurry to eat. She asked Lenny how he slept.
And He smiled at her. Which I guess is Beta-ese for, "Slept great. Although my new digs smell slightly of chocolate chip cookies."