Pets

I have almost always had a pet. They are fun and make things seem more like home. The only problem is that pets and Manhattan don't mix well, and I didn't want to add to the mess on the sidewalks. So I did the responsible thing and got a fish tank for my birth day.

We went to the pet store with Chandler (we were babysitting him, he is five) and bought five gold fish. I am not a big fan of gold fish but they were cheep and I needed some fish to get the pH right before I got more expensive fish.

One fish though didn't like being taken from his 150 other buddies and went on a hunger strike. I have never understood why people (or fish) do hunger strikes. How does going hungry make people give you what you want? Well I wasn't going to take any attitude from a fish and so I had to let him go...