Shelter

So I told my mom I wanted a pet, but not a dog.
No dog can replace my little Pomeranian back home in Cali, he's my one and only. So she comes home with this bright little fish! I was pretty indifferent because Manda was supposed to buy a fish for me, but it's okay. I think her fish would've died during transportation anyway... Well he gave me this weird look from inside his little plastic container, he obviously wanted to get the fuck out quick. So I set up his new little home, chlorinated the water, and now he's swimming in his little habitat, with plastic vegetation and real rocks! I fed him as soon as I put him in, man, he eats faster than me! Within 10 minutes all those pellets were devoured. Now he's rocking out with me to some good Ol' Led Zeppelin. Next thing I know he'll be blazing that plant in there, and partying with groupies when I'm away. I'm in love with _____. Well, I haven't really named him, or her? Do fighting fish even have genders?! Beats me. Any suggestions?