No More Fish

I came home tonight after a long day - including the voting thing - and found Andy dead. Obviously there must have been something that ran through the tank, because I just lost my only three fish in a week. It's actually the first time I've not had a fish since 2003; there have been four generations.

I know they are just fish, but I've always found them fun and interesting. They were always great to watch, and were a calming presence. They were a source of happiness, and I'm just a bit empty inside without them here.