The Little Master, aka Congenial Child, was given a Siamese Fighting Fish for Christmas from his cousins, much to the slight annoyance of his father. Hubby is still finding it hard to come to terms with the fact that pets are starting to slowly creep back into the house after a three year absence. Meanwhile though, the Little Master is over the moon about his new gift and quickly named the fish Roxy ... where that name came from or was inspired by, we do not know.
Like the Little Master, I'm loving Roxy. I've never owned a Siamese Fighting Fish before, only a couple of goldfish as a child and I must say, this breed of fish has personality to boot. Not only does it go crackers when a fly or a bug happens near its tank, but it generally appears happy to see you when you come within sight. Roxy can be having a fishy snooze at the bottom of his tank, scaring you into thinking he could be wanting to go on a "s bend cruise", but then when you come near his tank, he swims up and starts wriggling all about. I can't but talk back to Roxy and tell him what a smart little fishy he is. Now if I get this excited about a fish, who can't show much more affection than a fin flap, imagine what I'm going to be like when I get the "Promised Dog" later this year? I'm excited.
Happy walking, folks.
12 hours ago