ray, the wonder fish, needed a change of water this morning. i always give ray the freshest of spring water, but opted for tap water today… thinking the resilient little guy could handle the change. apparently not. i looked up from my computer just minutes after the water change and found poor little ray resting on the rocks of his bowl, looking sad and distressed. ray never rests, so i knew this was an emergency. my coworkers flooded my office, very concerned for what has become the mea mascot. but i knew what ray needed. not tap water. so i grabbed some bottled water from the kitchen (meant for mea guests) and made the switch as quickly as possible. he made a speedy recovery and we’re all pleased to see ray swimming along as happily as ever. (susan, i know this story will bring a little tear to your eye).
I am somewhat afraid that your fish is like Scabbers from Harry Potter. Tell Ray to watch out for werewolves and big dogs.