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The One That Got Away
Was cleaning my goldfish bowl in the bathroom one day, put "Goldie" in the bathroom sink temporarily to play, Tried to hurry so I could put her back in the bowl, when unknowingly she leapt like a dolphin into the commode, Meantime, my weak bladder was a disruption, so stopped what I was doing before it erupted, finishing up and giving the royal flush, not realizing Goldie was gone forever with a swift "GUSH!" Felt guilty when I eventually found out, should've known something was up by Goldie's pout, if I had known would've brought her to fish therapy, instead of accidentally having had her a burial at sea, Then I thought maybe she's still alive, maybe she'll be like that fish Nemo and survive, swimming around somewhere making new friends, hopefully not swimming into a dead end, Wondering if she would get bullied or eaten, I walked around sobbing like I'd been beaten, feeling like a criminal who was pet negligent, I finally made an appointment to see a fish therapist!
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