There is a cannibal in the tank

And I thought Cleo and Spotty had become fast friends while stuck in their small baggy for hours. It turns out Cleo has a taste for goldfish fin soup. Spotty is currently missing a flipper, which as entertaining as it is to watch her wobble when she swims like a drunken sailor, it's quite disturbing as well. Sophia asked this morning, "Mommy, what's wrong with Spotty?" And here we go. Flush or wait till the float?