I will never understand this. Yesterday I cleaned my daughter's fish tank. I caught all the fish in a small net to put them in a baggie while I siphoned out a third of the tank, cleaned all the algae off the glass, and put in new water with a couple chemicals. Simple.
One fish eluded the net. This one.
"OK," I thought as I came back to the tank, "Fine. Be too quick for me. I'll just clean the tank with you in it."
But when I returned from putting the other fish in the bathroom, he was nowhere to be found.It's a small tank. With glass sides. Multi-colored rocks, a bubbler, a shell and a fake coral-looking thing on the bottom. That's it. As you can see, this fish is the color of emergency crew jackets. Shouldn't be too hard to find. I even looked on the floor.
I was totally confused for the entire 45 minutes it took me to clean the tank, replace the filter, change the water, and wait for the chemicals to filter through. Then I put the other fish back in.
And had my mind blown.
The fish is back in the tank.
Sure, I could joke about fish magic, or that dimension where the other sock sometimes goes, or Hamlet's will-puzzling undiscovered country, but this is for real.
I don't know how he did it.
Thank goodness I had a witness or this would all sound nuts. Ms. H was in the house and saw the mystery for herself. He was really gone, and then he was really back.
That is one smart fish.