
By Wednesday, one of the fish died. It was the yellow one that Danya had named Sunshine. Daniel got a new yellow fish that night and it died before morning. So we changed out the water again and decided to wait a few days before gettting a new fish. By Friday the blue fish, Bluebell, had died. It took a long time while his scales fell off until he had no tail left, poor little guy.
Now only the polka-dotted fish, Dottie, is left. He seems to be doing okay. We're going to change out the water again and see if he survives. We may eventually get him a buddy, but for now we aren't going to risk it. Gloria has been taking the whole thing kind of hard.
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