The phone rang abruptly as I was driving home from work. Even over my car’s crappy bluetooth connection that makes most voices sound like they emanate deep from the ocean’s floor, I could tell my wife sounded anxious.
“I can’t just sit here and watch him suffer,” she said. “It’s just not right. We need to do something, now. Any ideas?”
I paused, carefully considering the difficult decision placed before me. It was surely the first time I had ever thought about the possibilities for such a drastic but merciful act. What did I know of such things? I struggled to answer, so I decided to consult the experts.
“Why don’t you google “fish euthanasia”?”