When I created this list, "my goldfish" referred to Revenge of... who unfortunately only lasted six months after fighting off, but finally succumbing to a nasty infection. Yesterday I got a new fish. He is so big, I actually had to buckle him in on the way home.
Meet Dr. Spaceman. My intention was to get three small black moors and three small red cap orandas. They did not have red caps. And one of the moors had ich, which meant they probably all had ich. They had some nice calico shubunkins, but they were pricey for the size. This guy was reasonably priced and very healthy. In the picture below you can see the good doctor is roughly the size of a 5" x 7" picture frame. (The picture in the frame is of two of my all-time favorite fish, Clouds in my Coffee and Sexy Motherfucker.)
The other advantage of having one huge fish instead of six little ones is that he is more like a pet. I initially got goldfish because I could never have a dog in any of my apartments, and I never was a big fan of cats. I have nothing against cats, but never saw one as an option for me. Fish are very relaxing and fun to watch with very minimal upkeep. If I get a good one they seem to last about two years for me. Which is long enough to get attached. They do have some personality. Not much, they are just goldfish. If the fish could greet me at the door when I came home, it would be perfect. At this point though, even if I did have a house and a yard and could have a dog, I would still keep goldfish. Maybe I would even get a pond. And a pool! The pond would be better for goldfish.