update on the fish

One-word update: deceased.

Longer update: I managed to keep that second fish (after he ate the first fish) alive for 7 months. I left Jimmy in charge of it and within 2 weeks, the fish was dead. He offered no explanation as to what happened, but he didn't even have the common sense to hide the tank. So after we flew home on Friday night, he and Mac ate sandwiches at our little breakfast bar, and Mac saw the tank (sans water, sans fish) and naturally asked "where's the fish?".

Wouldn't you have hidden the tank at a minimum in the hopes that everybody forgot about the fish over 7 weeks?

When Ruth came to work on Monday, she told me that the only mishap during our absence was the fish's death. She wondered if she shouldn't have gone out to buy a replacement fish? How sweet is that?

But thankfully she didn't and now we're officially, once again, happily pet-free.

RIP Mike/Nick #2.