The goldfish socks are finished.
They are swimming and their fins are waving in the water.
We had many goldfish in our day.
Our town filled the local pool with goldfish on closing day and there was a mad splash to catch yours and bring it home.
The key lied in putting it immediately into unchlorinated room temp tap water.
Many a fish lived to the ripe old age of 9.
Many died the day after the pool catch.
They ALL got a proper burial .
We stood in front of the toilet, saluted and flushed.
Only Fred Rogers could handle it better.
And he did.
His show on your fish dying was a thing of beauty.