After he passed, Krak took his spot. He never fully replaced him. I would call him Cleo from time to time. I hope it didn't hurt his little feelings. Krak passed a bit after we left HTC. I didn't feel the need to have another fish, until now.
My current office environment is very stressing. Today, I almost exploded. I've always wondered what's the difference between having a goldfish and a betta. Both Cleo and Krak were bettas. I've whined to Mike that I wanted one.
In a moment of weakness, he said he would get me one. This week, he gave me his typical phrase when he wants to worm out of some sticky situation "I'm just a humble fisherman". AHA! You still owe me a fish. We did a bit of argueing and I closed the conversation off stating that he's a coldhearted individual that has left some orphanned goldfish at some petshop.
I tried being cute today. I was very upset about something that happened at the office. I told him sweetly "Daddy, can I have a goldfish?" He replied "After I get my piranha". How can you compare a sweet little goldfish with an evil looking piranha!!
I'm gonna try harder.