Originally Posted: 2005-07-09 10:26am
I hate you, white fish with the flowy fins
To celebrate our domestic bliss, my boyfriend and I recently got a fish tank. The manager lady at the Petco on La Brea (very helpful, looks like Parker Posey in 20 years, she deserves a raise) advised us to stock the tank with goldfish for the first few weeks because they'd do something or another to the water to make it more amenable to tropical fish in the future.
Not surprisingly, five of the eight goldfish died, as goldfish are wont to do. We waited in vain to sacrifice the remaining three to the porcelain god, but they defied us. Finally, we purchased a smaller tank and moved them there. They seem content.
Then we cranked up the heater and bought tropical fishes: two orange thingies with wavy fins, a silver something that looks like a quarter with gills, some fish with little feeler things on its mouth, a frog, and the white fish the flowy fins that would be the death of everything.
Oh, the hours my boyfriend and I spent in each other's arms, looking at the aquarium and delighting in our makeshift family.
Then disaster struck. White fish with the flowy fins got bumpy things and his flowy fins started getting stumpy. The other inhabitants of the aquarium were fine for days, maybe a week. We went back to Petco and manager lady gave us drugs to medicate the aquarium. We medicated as instructed and everything returned to normal.
Oh, the hours my boyfriend and I spent in each other's arms, looking at the aquarium with relief at having averted disaster.
Then disaster struck. White fish with the flowy fins got bumpy things on his flowy fins and started getting stumpy again. The other fishes, the frog, and the snail started getting bumpy things days later. Then I awoke one morning to find everyone floating belly-up at the top of the aquarium, except white fish with the flowy fins.
He no longer has bumpy things but he's still stumpy. He swims around all day, all alone, content to have his kingdom to himself finally. Fucker.