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How awful.
I had a similar experience, as a child. My Dad had built a really cool concrete-bottomed pond with waterfall in the back yard, this was years ago before the big water-gardening boom. Each of us four children got to choose a goldfish to keep in the pond. Mine was a orange and black fantail I called "Junior".
Somehow the pond bottom cracked, and one morning the water was suddenly gone, and the four goldfish were found strewn about the yard. Much to our surprise, Junior was still alive, in spite of having been carried by some critter (I suspect a cat, a raccoon would have simply eaten him) away from the water.
I nursed Junior back to health in a dishpan in my bedroom under my aquarium table.
Until one day he disappeared. The prime suspect would never talk, he just licked his whiskers and stalked away.
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