Our first three fish: Fish, Chips, and Ketchup, have all gone to fishy heaven and are buried under the lemon tree - unless a critter has smelt them and dug them up for an unusual garden snack. The poor things suffered shock because of poor water changes or a lack of a water change, though Fish himself lasted a good seven months. We are a fish collector's night mare. Our tank is a vase. It doesn't have a filter or a heater. And we have no plans to upgrade.
After scrubbing out the vase, replacing its water, and leaving it to sit for twenty four hours in the hope that any added chemicals would dissipate, we went to the local pet store to buy a new fish. Every time we go in there we see a different person and I know they have to refrain themselves from shuddering visibly when we describe our 'tank'. This time the lady told us she couldn't guarantee our fish in such a set up, but she did give us some helpful advice on their individual characteristics. They didn't have any more guppies like the ones we're accustomed too. We like them because they are really active and have nice colours. Instead we bought a shy little tiger barb, named Hobbs, who would prefer a school of at least three. Unfortunately he's all along because our tank's not really big enough and we're not sure he'll survive the winter without a heater. He's pretty cute but very sedate - I don't watch him swim round and round, I watch him chill. He's not very interested in food so far. Maybe one day we'll go for a proper tank and all the hook ups and they'll guarantee our fishes.
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