If you are wondering who that is it was my fish until my cat ate him. Now he was just cat dinner. I walked into my room and did not see my fish but, I did see my fat cat sitting on my bed. My cat just gave me that “I didn’t do it” look. I was of course mad at my cat so I kicked him out the house, but I did not actually kick him. He did not seem to mind that much because about ten minutes later my mom got home and let him in. Anyways, r.i.p. Gb Garold Steve Dakota Joan Purple Nemo Papp.