We really do not have any pets. We have fish. The fish were the experiment to see if Bill could handle something like a cat or a dog. I have never had a pet and do not really see the need for one. Bill, on the other hand, has been brought up with animals. At times, it sounds like his house could have been a zoo. We still only have fish, because he sucks at taking care of them. He never remembers to take care of the tank. I don’t think he remembers to feed them every day. He then wonders why I won’t let him get anything else. I already have 2 people to take care of plus another one on the way. I don’t need anything else added to that list.
Bill’s theory is that he can keep working on me and I will give in eventually. We’ll have to see . . .