Hercules

I just got two new fish as a belated Christmas present from my awesome Grandpa. They're those sweet fighting fish (betas, right?) that were so popular not too long ago. One's red, the other's blue. They're soo adorable.

Their names?
The blue one is Juneau (or Juno, I'm undecided). From the city in Alaska or the awesome movie. And the red one is Hercules. From the Disney movie, of course, and My Sister's Keeper.

Speaking of My Sister's Keeper, here's a part I love. It makes me think:

Campbell comes up from belowdecks, where he's been hunting down a corkscrew, and holds out two glasses of red wine. He sits down on the other side of Judge and scratches the German shepherd's ears. "You ever think about being an animal?"

"Figuratively? Or literally?"

"Rhetorically," he says. "If you hadn't drawn that human card."

I think about this for a while. "Is this a trick question? Like, if I say killer whale you're going to tell me that means I'm a ruthless, cold-blooded, bottom-feeder fish?"

"They're mammals," Campbell says. "And no. It's just a simple, making-polite-conversation inquiry."

I turn my head. "What would you be?"

"I asked you first."

Well, a bird is out of the question; I'm too scared of heights. I don't think I have the right attitude to be a cat. And I am too much of a loner to function in a pack, like a wolf or dog. I think of saying something like tarsier just to show off, but I can't remember if it is a rodent or a lizard. "A goose," I decide.

Campbell bursts out laughing. "As in Mother? Or Silly?"

It is because they mate for life, but I would rather fall overboard than tell him this.♥