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Melynda

We recently lost our beloved Tim the Enchanter, a truly extraordinary gerbil. We feel, non-presidentially, your pain.

On the other hand, it's so pleasant to hear a dispatch from your front . . . I regret Daddyzine's passing frequently.

DOKROKKETT

Hey, how did the mortality talk go?

The Straight Dope Dad

I suspect it was because you put straight tap water in the bowl. If you don't dechlorinate the water it kills fish pretty fast.If you did treat the water, could be just a bum fish. Goldfish are just bred by the millions and they are often treated as expendable (as most of them are feeder fish anyway) by breeders and distributors. My condolences though.

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