Here's "Flo" (Florence Nightingale Finnigan II) our pretty angel fish.
Several days ago, Joe found Flo dead on the bottom of the aquarium. LOL. So we turned off the power to the tank, and I reached in to remove the corpse. As soon as I took hold of her dorsal fin, she started wiggling and gasping. And when I let go, she started swimming.
We couldn't figure it out, but Flo seemed fine till the next evening -- when we saw her drifting horizontally and I told Joe, "This time she really is gone." So, off goes the power, in goes the hand ... Flo wiggles, gasps, swims away.
Again, she seemed fine -- till two nights ago. I walked up to the aquarium just in time to see Flo take a flying leap out of the water, bang her "nose" on the glass tank cover and knock herself cold. Joe said, "She's gone for sure this time." Nope. In less than a minute, without any assistance (i.e., interference) from us, she's wiggling, gasping, swimming ...
And she's swimming still and perfectly happy ... till the next time she decides she'd like to be a bird.
Which reminds me of the day the downy woodpecker flew into our living room window ... but that's another story.