They say death comes in threes. Today three of Michael's five birthday tiger barb fish died today. I feel so terrible. I was so certain they were all alive earlier when I fed them. But then I realized I never really looked. I had to yell at him getting him out of my way so I could dish out the dead ones at the bottom of the tank. I wanted him to get upset and run to his room so I could get them out before they risked the remaining two's health any more than they already have.
I just sat there staring at the last two feeling like a failure. I do not know what killed the three. I wanted to start crying, but scared to let loose in front of Michael...
He looked in and knew there were fish missing. I ignored him because I have no clue what to tell him. I have a bad feeling the other two will die tonight.
I know fish die. They are just fish. But they were Michael's fish... Something he did so well at feeding, and loved to sit and watch. Since he was a baby he has always loved fish. These were all his. He did not have to say goodbye to them at a store.
Wyatt came home the other
Wyatt came home the other day with this cute fishbowl art project. I was going to take a picture of it for you, but Wyatt got to it and ate all of the glued on goldfish crackers. So I'll just describe it: It's a white piece of cardstock/paper cut out in the shape of a small classic fishbowl. Then, they took green construction paper and ripped it into long skinny strips that look sorta like fake grassy stuff and glued a few along the fishbowl sides. Then they glued goldfish crackers on. For the finishing touch they put a piece of blue cling wrap over the whole thing and just taped it in place along the backside of the artwork. After Easter I always try to stock up on those clearance tinted cling wraps (because who cares what color it is if it's only $0.75). Maybe I can find some blue Hannukah cling wrap after the holidays this year.
That sounds really cute. I
That sounds really cute. I need to start working on projects like that at home with Michael. He would love something like that. Except I would just have fish pictures.
We have just been through a
We have just been through a similar thing - we lost 8 fish in two weeks. The kids nicknamed the tank "The Chamber of Death"!!! We never did find our the reason why so many fish died at once but all seems to be well in the Chamber of Death now....!
thats why you buy
thats why you buy goldfish..... easier to replace =)
Number Four died. Only one
Number Four died. Only one is left and we know it is a matter of time. We are thinking it may have been a filter gone bad...
I feel sad for your's and
I feel sad for your's and Michael's loss. Although over my life I've had all sorts of pets, I tried keeping goldfish a few times and never had any luck at all with them. They'd do crazy things like leap out of the bowl when I was away at work. I think fish might be tougher to keep alive than many other types of pets. Hopefully, the remaining two of Michael's will hang in there for him.
Oh, that's so sad. It's
Oh, that's so sad. It's never easy when you lose a pet, and with fish it's got that added dimension of peering into watery depths and wondering what went wrong. If you do lose the other 2, maybe they can come back as a single beautiful beta fish. Kind of like a caterpillar going into a chrysallis and emerging as something beautiful. Like when people's spirits go to heaven?