Posted by sean on June 16, 2010 at 11:11 pm in Fish with 1 Comment


One of my pet fish died today – going the way of Dennis Wise (my ex-hamster) and Princess Diana. It was a sad day, especially as it was almost four years to the day that I bought the poor creature.

I am not sure why it suddenly stopped swimming and became a floater, but am pinning the blame on the white fish food block I left in the tank while I was on holiday last week.

The block of food promised “a hidden compartment containing a secret formula”. It appears this secret formula was almost certanly poison. Poison that killed my fish!

Luckily the other six fish appear healthy – obviously avoiding the same fate as their late friend.

I held a private burial which was later attended by the bin men. Nemo has now gone to a better place.

One Response to Hiding Nemo

  1. Goatman

    June 17, 2010 - 1:09 am
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    NOOOOO!!! I had only just recovered from Ai.. er, Dennis Wise passing away, now one of the fishies too? It must’ve had withdrawal symptoms after my feeding the other week.

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