I get the occasional email wanting to know if I have killed Lou yet, and I have to tell you, no one is more surprised that he is still alive than I am. He’s treated very well and fed on a regular schedule, except that one time I went to Palm Springs and Jon forgot to feed him for seven days. Some people would say that’s totally fine because betta fish aren’t supposed to eat but once a week. But Lou is a stout little guy and likes his daily french fries, so when I got home and found out I totally expected to round the corner to the kitchen and find him floating upside down. But something totally different happened, he saw me and flared his fins like NOT HER AGAIN.