So, I have had this fish for a long time. He hasn't had an easy life; I rescued him from an awful petshop last summer and then drove him all the way up to Mass in a tupperwear container. Now he lives in my bathroom on a vase over the toilet. He is still really active and appears happy. I don't know how he is still alive. Bob has been reading "drawing on the Right Side of the Brain" and he has been feeling all right brainy so I decided to ask him what to name Mr. Fish. He immediately said "Mason" which I loved but only if we could call him Mason Jar. So here he is: Mr. Mason Jarr Fish, gaurdian of the bathroom.