I had an aquarium in my room when I was younger. Until I was ten, my room was always a mess. (One day I just got much neater.
) Anyway, of all my fish, the algae eater was the one that kept getting bigger and bigger and bigger, and he lived for years. One day I noticed he was missing from the tank. I figured my dad had flushed him without telling me while I was at school, that being the kind of thing my dad would do. A few weeks later I was looking for something in the mess of papers on my floor, and under many of them was that huge, dried-up fish (6-plus inches or so, much bigger than any other algae eater I'd owned). He must have jumped out of the tank, lifting the lid on his own. Freaked the crap out of me.
I promise I'm not so messy any longer.
- Jake