I didn’t mean to do it, it was a
complete accident. All I wanted to do
was make sure his home was clean, but it all went wrong.
I felt bad, Spencer was my mate, and
he swam around the bowl happily. He
always came to say hello when I came into the room, well, really he was looking
for food. He was a greedy fish, or did
he just forget when he had last eaten.
His memory wasn’t so good!
It had been a couple of weeks and
his water was dirty. I did not like leaving him in dirty water, was not good
for him or kind to him. His house needed
a clean, his water needed changed. I was
tired, but was determined to be a good person and do this task for wee
Spencer. I couldn’t let him keep living
in squalor. Little did I know that this
would be fatal for poor wee Spence. Little
did Spencer know that he would never get to swim again in the great big
fishbowl that was his home.
It was a complete mistake. A fatal mistake. Spencer was taken out of his bowl, he was a
hard catch but I managed to catch him. I
put him in a jug, but oops there was no water in said jug so I decided that
needed rectified as he would die if he was not in water for a while. Ironic,
when you think about it!
I turn the tap on, Spencer is
still in the jug. Spencer jumps. More
water. Spencer stops moving. Oh crap
that’s not cold water, that’s hot water. What have I done? I turn the tap quickly from hot to cold. “Revive,
Spencer, Revive” I shout at the poor wee lifeless fish. He jumps. I put him back in his bowl full of lots of
lovely cold water. He moves a bit more. Looks like he is swimming. Yeah, he’s
not dead, I haven’t killed him.
But no, the swimming stops. Crap.
I have killed him, basically I cooked him, committed fish slaughter to
my poor wee innocent defenceless fish. I cried. I was upset. I miss my wee
pet. I miss my wee Spencer. My heart still hurts. Wherever you are
Spencer, swim well pet, swim well!
yep I did that once
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