We are down to one fish.
Sophie went a-floating about a week ago, and Madeline just convinced herself she was faking it for the sake of being flushed. Because, anyone who's seen Nemo KNOWS that all drains lead to the ocean.
... and I just went with it, because that seemed easier than a eulogy and all.
But that whole litany of reasons I cited as proof that fish are "easy?"
heh.
Joke's on me.
We went to West Palm for a wedding this past weekend, which meant Goldy and the CAT were to be in the house, unsupervised. I mean, let's not forget the fish needs fishsitting. (say that fast three times).
Anyway, I locked the fish in the master bathroom by itself, and the cat had the house.
When I opened that bathroom door, I was blown away by the stench. Nasty! Turns out fishbowls must be cleaned out more than once a week. It's more like, once every other day.
And the whole time I'm doing it I'm gagging and heaving all over the place.
I'm thinking of the goldfish my sister and I brought home as a kid. And the rabbits (particularly OBOE ... who went plum crazy). And the turtles. And the dogs. And the lizards. And the dead squirrel.
And I'm thinking I didn't give my mom nearly enough credit.
3 comments:
Fish are hard to keep alive until the good bacteria has time to grow in the tank. Cleaning it excessively gets rid of the good bacteria and not cleaning it enough leads to what you dealt with. Try cleaning out only 1/2 the water at a time instead of the whole tank/bowl.
Well, thank goodness for Nemo. That is too cute! Much better that way... explaining the cat had a snack might have been a tear jerker. ;)
I'm with you on that one. My parents put up with a lot of our creatures and must have pets. And it seems like all of them reproduced.
Yes, fish bowls create a smell unknown to man. It's terrible!
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