The one where she is shamed into changing the fish's water...

Oh dear. I came home from work at lunchtime yesterday to what I thought was a dead goldfish. The water was, I admit, more than a little murky, but he'd survived 11 years with my haphazard housekeeping skills.  The OH and I both tapped the aquarium and tried to get the little guy to move (the fish seemed to be resting on the bottom of the tank), but no joy. I declared he must have finally given up the ghost and went back to work, despite the OH saying he thought dead fish floated to the surface...  I even texted Claire to say I thought he was a goner.  And then, when Claire got home from work she called me to say the fish definitely wasn't dead!  I got home after weigh-in and just had to change the tank, I was that disturbed!  So Snowy (I think that was his name - we had a pair and one of them died) lives to see another day. The End. 

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[SR]

count yourself lucky if you aren't shopped to the RSPCA, I reckon!!