butch and the fumigators

I got a phonecall today from the fumigator company...

"We were told that your pond was empty. But there's a fish in there! The pond is pretty close to the structure. If he's there while we fumigate he'll die."

"Yeah. I know he's there. He wants to die."

"Excuse me?"

"I've tried to catch him already. He keeps running away. I explained to him what would happen to him if he didn't come with me. But he decided that he wants to stay. So I said okay. Go ahead and die!"

*Laughter from other end* Okay sir. Just wanted to make sure!

"Thanks for checking! Enjoy killing off the little buggers!"

"Thank you sir."