Alas poor Otto, I knew him well?
1 fish, 2 fish, now there’s no fish?
Fishy in the water fishy in the sea, you karked it, I flushed you, and now it’s time for tea?
I had long suspected that the fish would go before I did, half expecting that one day I’d walk past the tank and see him floating… which he was, this morning… on his side…(Not natural). At least he was dead; I’m not sure I could have euthansed him. Is the best part of 4 years is a good innings for a fish? I have no idea.
There you have it. Otto is no more.
Ooh I’ve got it…
So Long Otto, and Thanks For Being a Fish.