Saturday, May 22, 2004

Pollution's No Joke

We lost four fish to hardwood floor finish fumes. When I got home from the cabin, I noticed the water looking cloudy. When I asked Clint about it, he said he had changed the tank water, a task long overdue. I figured the cloudiness was because the water hadn't settled from the change. Next morning Shelby found four floaters in a tank of opaque water. Turns out Clint changed the tank before the finish went on. The poor things were gasping for air in flthy contaminated water. What a way to die (sob). Could I be partly responsible, too, since I've secretly been wishing all my fish would die so I wouldn't have to clean the tank anymore?

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