[shilala]

Oh, no, Carlos. You misunderstood. I've got my husbandry down.
I like to kill them in new and fascinating ways. One time I went to Florida in February, my thermostat battery went dead in the house, and the furnace shut off. The tank froze and blew up.
Another time I came home and all the water that was inside the tank was now OUTSIDE the tank thanks to a ruptured seam.
I can go on and on, but I'd rather not cry.

Yeah, Bradley. Blugills are cool and they're very smart. So are lots of other native fish. Trout and Northern Pike are not.
The most beautiful fish I have ever kept in a tank, bar none, were a pair of crappies. One Black and one white, they were a gorgeous and stark comparison against one another. On top of that, every single scale on the fish sparkled with irridescense, the sun and lights played off them and just made my mouth hang open in awe. Indescribably beautiful.
Plus they always struck their prey swimming downward. I'd drop in goldfish and they'd flash way up, then strike the goldfish coming down, all in a half a heartbeat with an explosion of goldfish scales twinkling at the end of the show.
They were as badass as badass gets.