"Your son, Chico?" "Nemo." "Right. Got it."

Well.

Our most-used phone has bit the dust.

Or rather...

...swallowed the fish tank water.

Mom, while attempting to put the phone back on the charger, accidentally lost her grip on the phone. The phone then managed to knock the fish food off the fish tank (which is on a table below the phone) and then did a cartwheel of sorts and somehow slipped through an opening in the back of the fish tank.

How my mother manages to do these things, I will never figure out.