Last night, my wife asked me to clean the fish tank. We had three cichlids, Casper, Taxi, and… I don’t remember the last one’s name. We inherited the fish from the last tenants in our apartment. We cleaned the tank for the first time in four months. The water was like pea soup, green with months of algae. I took out the rocks, and drained the tank four times to clear the water. In that order. This morning, Caitlin couldn’t find Taxi. He was in one of the rocks. In the sink. Very clean, and very dead. Now I have to replace him. I hear that sharks and cichlids get along…
