I'm also sorry about your fish, Shrub
This morning began a huge thunderstorm here and my big stupid horse of a dog won't pee when it's wet outside. But as soon as she's in, she starts whining about needing to pee again.
My daughter and I were going to get a ride somewhere at 11:30, and I was running behind, so the car pulled into the driveway just as I was standing in the pouring rain with the dog trying to get her to pee. The dog lunges for the car, thinking she's going to go for a ride somewhere, and I slipped in the mud and did sort of a weird and incredibly painful split. Like, my left leg was at 6 and my right leg was at 11. I thought for sure I was going to hear my hip snap, but I didn't. Hurts like a sumbitch, though.
So I had to haul my ass up out of the mud and sort of limp sideways into the house to get the dog put away and change my clothes. She never did pee.