Mystery solved...

Last night, on the late side, after I had already posted, Sulma returned our call.  It turns out that on Tuesday, when she came to clean, she found Cyclone on the rug near the fish tank, dried up and dead as dead can be. 

I still can’t believe he got out through that very small opening in the tank lid.  It almost seems as if he had to really want to escape.  But probably it was just a freak thing.  What an awful way to go, though—kind of like drowning in reverse.

So Fishy is off the hook.  We said a short prayer for Cyclone, thanking him for being our pet and for being a good friend to Fishy, and we wished him peace on the next phase of his journey.  Then we apologized to Fishy for thinking he had eaten his friend.