Omega lived a full Life. Her life ended on July 18th, 2005. I have decided that it is time to share her story with the world.
She had a proper funeral and she will live on forever in my thoughts. She had been living with me for the past three years. She was a strong, stubborn little fish. She had a passion for life and a passion for pissing me off. The following sounds crazy but it's true. There are witnesses to this fact. Omega used to play dead. I know. She's a fish. Not a dog. And I didn't teach her anything. She just did it. She'd float on her side and I would have to coax her out of her depressive
moments. Once, I walked in to my room and saw her floating on her side and I just broke down. We'd been through so much together. Then I lifted my head off my desk and the broad was swimming around like she was laughing in my face. I chatised her and told her that I was not talking to her anymore. That didn't last though.She also survived a car wreck in the middle of winter in PA. I was trekking through the godforsaken state on long drive back from NYC headed to Ohio. Two cars ahead of me slammed on their brakes on the interstate for some unknown reason. I was already changing lanes, settling in to the center lane. The car in front of me was attempting to avoid the now stopped car in front of him by slamming on his brakes and swerving into the center lane. The left rear of his car and the front right side of my car met in a less than desireable situation. The car behind me missed the memo that the first car had slammed on their brakes and nailed the rear of the first car. Another car swerved off the road avoiding the entire situation. So now, there were 5 cars involved in this accident. Previous to the incident, Omega had been swimming in her traveling bowl (tupperware). When the car hit us her water in the bowl went flying. All over my crotch and my legs. Somehow, Omega stayed in the bowl with a minimal amount of water left. Did I mention she was a determined little fish? But when I get out of the car, still in shock, I walk up to the others involved and the police looking like I peed in my pants. And I ended up getting a ticket for hitting the back of the car in front of me even though, he swerved and hit me. Ugh. But Omega made it through it all.
And once, Omega was sick. She was so sick that I had to take her to the hospital aka the pet store. She and I had just gotten off a plane and I wasn't sure if it was air sickness or something else. I'd noticed that she hadn't been her swimmy little self before the flight so I decided it was time for some professional help. The fish guy at the store started off on the wrong foot with me though. He told me that it would be cheaper for me to buy another fish than for me to buy the medication for the scale ailment that she had. I made it very clear to him that Omega was irreplaceable. He looked at me like I was a few fries short of a Happy Meal. I jumped over the counter and kicked him senseless. Wait... that's not what happened. I knew that's what Omega wanted me to do to him since he suggested that I just let her die. She knew she had many more adventures with me. So we bought the medication. She got better. Once again, proving that she was a survivor.
Look for more Omega stories in part 2....
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