points with Mom,we cleaned out the fish tank. Put the fish(his name changes daily) in a pint glass and washed the tank out in the sink. A long,long time ago before we were married, Natalie was doing the exact same thing in Jackson(it was probably a tea glass) and her fish jumped out and into the sink and down into the disposal.

She called screaming and crying"blah,blah,fish,blah,blah,disposal".Long story short, with cold drink in hand in Hernando, I talked her through an elaborate rescue that involved the
vacuume cleaner and a pair of
panty hose. The fish was saved and the writer's of the TV show
McGyver want the rights to my story.