Murray has died. I am bereft, properly sad. We had fishcakes for dinner last night and I think he smelt them and it tipped him over the edge and I cried this morning twice when I was thinking about his cute little face. I loved him and I don’t want a replacement because I don’t think I can go through the pain of losing another fish.
Jamie said he had gone to the fish heaven in the sky, I told him to stop taking the piss.
We flushed him, Jamie did it. I was too upset and then Jamie asked if I wanted to say a few words but I couldn’t face looking at the toilet knowing Murray was in there, plus he was a big fish not sure if he would get stuck in the toilet and I thought it might get messy. But he went down in one flush.
Remember when Murray would swim on his side and then get pissed off when you didn’t feed him and sulked in the corner of the tank. I’ll always have the memories.
Murray Wohlmuther-Bennett R.I.P you will be missed
