so, remember when one of my
fish died?
well, after that the bigger orange
fish in the tank kept chasing the
last little orange fish. i decided to
discipline this fish. i will not have
bully fish in my tank!
i scooped him out of the tank and
put in in a clear container and set
him next to the tank. he freaked
out a bit and swam furiously in
circles.
“that will teach him to pick at the
other fish,” i thought to myself, with a
satisfied and motherly expression
on my face.
i left him in his ‘time out’ as it were,
for a day and a half. he started to swim
slower and his scales sort of started to
shed. clint came over one day and
i explained to him my fish-caring
methods. he said, “he needs a filter!
he’s not a goldfish. he needs air!!”
i meant to teach him a lesson, but
instead i was killing him!!! what kind
of fish-mother am i?!!!??
so i quickly plopped him back into
his tank. he recovered and didn’t
chase anyone for a while.
however, it’s hard to rehab an
evil fish. he started it again.
i didn’t even notice that the last
little orange fish was looking
sickly…i am still not convinced
that he was not sickly at all.
last sunday i woke up and there
was no little orange fish.
but
there was a little fish
SKELETON
on the bottom of the tank.
now, how could evil orange fish kill
AND EAT
little orange fish in one night?
i do not know. it’s an unsolved mystery.
but it happened. julie and i were so
dismayed that we didn’t immediately
scoop the bones out of the tank.
the next day…the bones were gone too!!!!!!!
what’s going on in that tank???
i don’t even know!! now we have
evil orange fish, strong striped fish,
and bottom dwelling sucker fish.
we’ll see what happens.
i’m sorry i couldn’t protect you
little orange fish. i failed you.
