…If any nasty idiots pour poison in our water supply, an old childhood friend, the bluegill, will be the first to die.
…San Francisco, New York, and Washington keep the little pan fish in water tanks continuously washed through with reservoir water.
…Should the bluegills turn a little green around the gills (how could HA resist that one?), it’s time for another looksee.
…Pardon HA, but isn’t this a little…organic…don’t they have litmus paper or something?
…Oh, don’t worry—they do. Maybe the water engineers just like hanging around the little fellows, although HA is sure these water “canaries” would prefer to be swimming around free and not doing their twisted Piscean duty.