New Addition

Disclaimer...I realize that the title of this post might have people thinking that this might me some kind of homage to the band "new addition". Let me get this out of the way now and clarify that it is not. There will be no other mention of the band except in this disclaimer.


What I mean by new addition is that I have, we have, adopted a new little pal. A beta fish. He comes from my work. Lenny gave him to the old accounting assistant. She moved to New York and upon her departure with the company I not only inherited her position but her fish too. I don't trust that my co-workers would be able to keep him alive so I have taken him home with me.

He is Indigo blue. And was thus named "azul". I have since changed his name because he informed me one day while I was doing invoices at my desk that "azul" was in fact not his name. He also told me that he was the son of a pirate. And that he had been living in a huge lake in Japan for quite a while until he was captured and sold into slavery. He eventually escaped and headed west for California in search of his birth mother. He wouldn't really go into detail about how he wound up as a pet in a store. I got the impression it's a sore subject.

Okay he didn't actually tell me any of that. I don't speak fish. And fish don't talk. But I just know Azul is not his name. I get the feeling though, that if he were able to talk he would have a Spanish accent. A raspy rich older man kind of accent. Hence the new name I have given him. Indigo Montoya. (And if you don't get the reference then you're missing out.)

I brought him home with me on Friday. He lives in my kitchen on the table. I like having him here. It's nice to have a pet. We are not really supposed to have any here. I think I am cat and dog deprived. But having a fish is nice. And to be honest I am already quite attached. He's got such personality. Sure mock me if you will that fish don't have personalities. But Indigo does. He's got something.

On a side note, I am not sure if I can still eat fish and not feel weird about it. For example, I sat to eat cilantro tuna salad in a whole wheat pita for dinner the other night, and I could feel him looking at me. I suddenly had this guilt. I was totally eating his cousin. I told him that it was not what he thought. That is it was not tuna that I was eating, it was chicken. But he didn't believe me. He just gave me a disapproving look and swam to the other side of his bowl.