I'm sick. Flu sucks. Meet Sushi

The title says it all. I am sick. The boy is sick. The husband is NOT sick. The flu sucks. I can't think. My short term memory is shot. I feel cranky. So I got a pet. Well, a virtual pet. I can't even leave the house, so I adopted a virtual fish. Meet Sushi. Isn't sushi cute? (Yes , I really do own a flesh and blood fish named Sushi too. My husband thinks it's morbid and sick. Sushi does not appear to care. Nor does his friend Sashimi.)