I used to dance with an Angel fish.
He had been ostracised by the other fish in his tank. Such a shame for him.
I cant imagine how that must have felt for him.
I was a caregiver for the lady who’s son had the fish, to inspire his Mum to care for them. Sadly, with Alzheimer’s, she wasn’t up to it. Possibly she had no affection for fish. But I did, and when I played Queenie’s favourite tunes, when she ate her dinner near their tank, I danced to amuse her and the fish followed my moves. I’m sure they felt the music vibrations, and he might have liked that I really liked him, I have no doubt about that.
So sad he was trapped in his tank xx
And Dear Queenie trapped in her mind .