Olaf the Cruel passed away this afternoon.
He had been very poorly over the weekend and I'd held him in the flow of the pump filter to try and oxegenate his blood on Friday and Saturday but it was having less effect each time, moreover it was apparent his gills were swelling and turning dark red.
By the time I got in from work and discovered he'd died, this discoluration had spread right around his underside from gill to gill.
Took him to the broad majestic Shannon tonight and floated him on down towards the atlantic in a well sealed silk cut packet with a 9v battery strapped on as weight.
So long little buddy.
Attention now turns to the living -his tank buddy Gaylord the Evil is "darting" -an unsettled behaviour which I know is caused by stress and possible toxic shock. I'll get crackin'.
Thanks for all the help and concern expressed here folks. I know it's only a fish and there's more meat in one swallow off a whiting from Freda's chipper -but if you're not gonna go to bat for these critters when they need help what's the point in having them at all?
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