Thursday, September 23, 2010

A fish tale...

About 4 years ago, we had the opportunity to get a used fish tank from a friend.  The price was right, and well, we thought it would be fun and relaxing.  And it was....  for a bit.

As you can see, all was well with the world, and things were pretty, and fun, calming.  There was quite the variety, from sharks to barbs to platys to suckers.  You can see the Bala shark in the middle of the pic above.  He's silver with black tips.  About an inch  or so long.

As happens, some fish made it, and some didn't.  Some lasted a loooooooooong time, and some only made it days.  The bala shark was one that lasted a long time.  He's here again in the top left of this pic above.

While most of the fish died off for one reason or another, the sharks held tough.  There was the bala shark, a red-tailed shark, and a rainbow shark.  The red-tailed shark and rainbow shark were both black with red tips on them, but the red-tailed dominated over the rainbow, and kept him confined to one spot.

The bala shark was not aggressive at all, but he kept growing and growing and growing.  Within 3 years, he went from about an inch, to about 8 inches.  He was HUGE in the tank.  

Not a problem, except that during one cleaning, he JUMPED OUT OF THE TANK!  We saved him, and put him back in, but he was never right after that.  He became PSYCHO!

He tried to jump out REGULARLY if you LOOKED at him.  And at times, he succeeded.  And yet, we always got him back in the tank.

Our calming, relaxing tank was now a STRESSFUL side show.  No more cleaning, for fear of the the PSYCHO fish jumping out at you.  You can't look at him, cause he might SNAP and JUMP!

Yes, a FISH is causing this much stress!  And this has been going on for well over a YEAR!

So what do we do????????  What would you do??????

Tune in tomorrow to find out, but I'd love to read your comments as to either what you would do, or what you think we did.......



Quilting in My Pyjamas said...

Yep...sorry but I'd cut some chips and get out the baking pan.

Hey it's 8 inches of fish ...that's a meal.

Alright I'm kidding.

I'd give him away to Seaworld or something. We gave fish to friends once when Miss P refused to look after them. And we gave her hermit crabs to a kindergarten for the same reason. Her cat still lives here though.

Joanne Lendaro said...

lol!! sorry, but this is funny stuff!! (it's funny because it's not my life!!)