Our beloved fish Charlie has passed away tonight at the age of 4 months old. He was a loyal fish that required very little effort, which I appreciated.
I noticed something was wrong with him this afternoon and a google search told me he had "swim bladder disease". I told Kevin I would take him to the vet tomorrow - good April Fools joke, right? I did everything the internet said to help a fish with swim bladder disease - changed his water, warmed it up, put kosher salt in it and peeled a frozen pea and cut it up into tiny pieces to feed the guy. Alas, Charlie was called home to be with Dorothy our first fish that was given to us as a going away gift when we moved from Dallas to San Antonio. (Dorothy moved to SA via my car's cup holder and died three days after arriving in our new home. Oops.)
The kids don't know anything was wrong with Charlie so hopefully all goes well in the morning.
Here is Charlie having his last supper of green peas.