Why?

Why is everybody so surprised that my fish is still alive? What am I going to do, kill him? I swear to GOD!!! I can take care of a beta fish. Yes, for those who care, Ike is still alive. He's been with me over a year-and-a-half now, and he's still kicking. In fact, he's actually pretty well traveled. On long weekends, I take him with me to swim in one spot in a different spot. Sure, Ike isn't exactly a dog. He doesn't travel well, but let me tell you. He's a trooper. There have been several times where I almost killed him. Not to long ago, Ike almost saw the inside of the kitchen sink drain. Little guy jumped out of the net as I was trying to transfer him to a new bowl, but he made it because I daintily scooped him up and put him in the bowl. I am sure he had a few choice fish words for me, as I would had I almost been drained. AND, he almost augured in last year around this time because of another lousy bowl transfer. I hurt his little fin. He couldn't swim, but like his owner, he pulled through because he's got moxy. So, Ike is indeed a wonder fish. He gets excited when he gets fed, and there are times I see him nozzle into the marbles I bought him. I take care of Ike. In my little world, he's all I got. So, he'll be treated very well. Right Ike? "Glup!" He says. I think that's fish for "Joe, I love you." Or, it could be "Joe, you forgot to de-chlorinate the water! Help!" .... But, I will go with the former.