Our fish died... Not the one that was sick - one of the other, perfectly healthy ones. The one that's been at death's door for the past 4 months is still (happily) lying at the bottom of the bowl.
Completely unrelated, but consistent with the climate of ill-health in our home at the moment: Jem and I both have especially hideous coughs. Scott seems to have been spared, since he's away on a business trip...
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