Creamsicle died this morning. He was my favorite fish. I got him, along with Billy, right after Tim got me the tank. I’m not sure why he died; it was totally out of the blue. Two days ago he started acting really strange and now he’s gone. I hope the two remaining fish, Billy & Gorbie, are okay while I’m gone so much the next couple of days. It makes me very sad, I’ll be honest. I know they’re ‘just’ fish, but I love the fun little things. They’re hilarious and they’re the perfect pet for me. I don’t know what happened.
Gandalf, my silver birthday fish, also died over the weekend. He was very small and had an unfortunate habit of getting stuck on the filter. I think we should get bigger fish next time. Ones that aren’t so small, that’s for sure.
I am not giving up on the fish, I am just sad. It’s a little thing, but with all the other things going on this week, it makes me very sad…very sad. The pathetic thing is that I’m a good fish-keeper. I check their water and test it for all the various factors–pH, nitrates, nitrites, etc…and everything checked out.
Poor fish. I hope they’re happier now. I will miss them. (And, yes, I’m getting a little misty-eyed thinking about it!)