...the second doesn't really have a name. Nobody liked my 'muffin' idea and we eventually just started refering to them as 'the fish.'
Their story: Once upon a time a stork (A crazy looking Annalee) flew (walked) into our dorm room at midnight with a bundle (one of the take-out containers from the cafeteria) and made Stephanie and me the proud new parents (owners) of two fish! Bagel and [no name] were inside this bundle (container).
She had bought them for a whopping 48 cents on the street outside Xia da along with two gold ones, but everytime the black ones moved at night Annalee and Cara (roomates) saw them out of the corner of their eye and got spooked. So they went from swimming in their nice, glass fishbowl with multi-colored stones at the bottom to living in a coke bottle on my desk. Its okay, they're better loved here.
Whenever you put your fingers in the top of the bowl to feed them they start jumping - and Stephanie loves to see it - so they are very well fed. Once, when they hadnt been fed for a day or two, bagel went to the bottom of the bowl and rested his face for a few hours...
The jury is still out on where they will go when we leave Xiamen next week, but its looking like Stephanie's Chinese teacher might get them. She is kind of a cat-lady, so we figure she will take good care of them.