I Apparently Got Rid of My Fish Icon
Oct. 19th, 2012 06:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lydamorehouseI guess it's been a long time since I've written about my fish obsession, because it seems that I've gotten rid of my jumping shark icon. You'll have to make do with cap. He's there to warn you I'm going to talk about something potentially very boring.
The last of my fish died last night.
I thought that "finfish" (cleverly named by Mason) was going to pull through, despite having contracted what seemed to be a touch of ich. But, some time just before dinner, I found him on the bottom of the aquarium. Dead as the proverbial doornail. Alas, poor fish, I knew him well. Gucci, gucci. He had a lovely burial at sea (aka the toliet), though we've all become rather hardhearted after the death of the much larger goldfish, that I'm afraid there weren't terribly many tears. Finfish was a white mountain minnow, and the final survival of this year's fish massacre. The other three were too large for burials at sea, so they're actually buried in the herb garden. I would feel like a loser fish mom, but, as you should guess from the lack of fish posts, my fish have survived for several years without any hiccups. They lived very long lives; we had Joe for something like seven years. Considering he was 12 cent feeder fish, I think he had a much better life with us than he might have elsewhere.
For whatever reason, this just seemed to be the time for everyone to go.
But, now I'm staring at two empty tanks. I actually spent some time several weeks ago redesigning the 30 gallon tank. We're thinking about making our herb garden into a Japanese meditation garden (hence all my photos on Pinarest,) so we've collected some interesting rocks from Shawn's brother Keven's north woods cabin. There's been a live plant in that tank for years, and so I restructred the tank to look more like a rock garden. I'm thinking about buying a bag full of white mountain minnows to flit around in the large tank like a giant bait ball.
Shawn wants some goldfish for the little tank. She's particularly fond of shubunkins, so that's what we'll get. Unlike me, Shawn actually finds certian types of fish "ugly." She disliked my female betta. She found her creepy. Also the gourami--the wavy bits freaked her out. So normal, happy goldfish it will be.
I wish I could get tetra, but I have such vivid memories of the fuzzy clump of white moldy tetra that I came home from WisCON one year to find, that I swore NEVER AGAIN. White mountain minnows are often called "the poor man's neon tetra" because they're super hearty.
Mason and I might head to the store at some point this weekend. Should be fun!
The last of my fish died last night.
I thought that "finfish" (cleverly named by Mason) was going to pull through, despite having contracted what seemed to be a touch of ich. But, some time just before dinner, I found him on the bottom of the aquarium. Dead as the proverbial doornail. Alas, poor fish, I knew him well. Gucci, gucci. He had a lovely burial at sea (aka the toliet), though we've all become rather hardhearted after the death of the much larger goldfish, that I'm afraid there weren't terribly many tears. Finfish was a white mountain minnow, and the final survival of this year's fish massacre. The other three were too large for burials at sea, so they're actually buried in the herb garden. I would feel like a loser fish mom, but, as you should guess from the lack of fish posts, my fish have survived for several years without any hiccups. They lived very long lives; we had Joe for something like seven years. Considering he was 12 cent feeder fish, I think he had a much better life with us than he might have elsewhere.
For whatever reason, this just seemed to be the time for everyone to go.
But, now I'm staring at two empty tanks. I actually spent some time several weeks ago redesigning the 30 gallon tank. We're thinking about making our herb garden into a Japanese meditation garden (hence all my photos on Pinarest,) so we've collected some interesting rocks from Shawn's brother Keven's north woods cabin. There's been a live plant in that tank for years, and so I restructred the tank to look more like a rock garden. I'm thinking about buying a bag full of white mountain minnows to flit around in the large tank like a giant bait ball.
Shawn wants some goldfish for the little tank. She's particularly fond of shubunkins, so that's what we'll get. Unlike me, Shawn actually finds certian types of fish "ugly." She disliked my female betta. She found her creepy. Also the gourami--the wavy bits freaked her out. So normal, happy goldfish it will be.
I wish I could get tetra, but I have such vivid memories of the fuzzy clump of white moldy tetra that I came home from WisCON one year to find, that I swore NEVER AGAIN. White mountain minnows are often called "the poor man's neon tetra" because they're super hearty.
Mason and I might head to the store at some point this weekend. Should be fun!