BettaBoyz
Fishaholic
this is for new and old alike! how'd your fishkeeping start? when? d'you think you'll keep it up for years and years, or d'you think it'll die like the Tamagotchi craze?
me, it started when i was like four. my dad set up his fifty gallon, finally not worrying if i'd drown myself in it. Neons and Ghost Shrimp. whoop. of course that died off fast, but the same year he'd started a Kuhlii/Guppy operation in a seven gallon in my room that he also dissassembled (i kept taking the Kuhliis out )) and then when i was around six he got me a ten gallon tank (after months of "Dad-deeeeee, I wanna fish-eeeeeeeee!") and i dumped in an oh-so tiny male/female pair of red-and-white Orandas, quickly naming them Bubbles and Goldie.
at eight, i caught a wild Minnow and plunked him into the tank. he survived for two years before being eaten. then Goldie died by an over-feed my brother did, and Bubbles died of being bitten by my cat. everything was stowed away.
four years later and i wanted fish as a decoration for my room. i danced over a pair of Green Puffers, an Angelfish/Guppy/Albino Cory setup and an Oscar (which i have, and regret buying -sigh-) finally i said "I want those wormy things I had before," so we got three teeny-tiny inch long Kuhliis and a Betta. into the tank they went, fifteen minutes after it was set up. a week later a female Betta joined them, she was killed. another week and nine Tetras joined them, three died. then i got another Betta, who died after getting himself wedged into a pot. then another Betta who's still with me. then an African Dwarf Frog, three Platties, an Oscar. the Tetras are gone, and soon the Platties will number five and the Oscar... i don't know what'll happen to him. perhaps i'll tell my dad i'd like his fifty gallon for the Oscar, my dad does like them.
me, it started when i was like four. my dad set up his fifty gallon, finally not worrying if i'd drown myself in it. Neons and Ghost Shrimp. whoop. of course that died off fast, but the same year he'd started a Kuhlii/Guppy operation in a seven gallon in my room that he also dissassembled (i kept taking the Kuhliis out )) and then when i was around six he got me a ten gallon tank (after months of "Dad-deeeeee, I wanna fish-eeeeeeeee!") and i dumped in an oh-so tiny male/female pair of red-and-white Orandas, quickly naming them Bubbles and Goldie.
at eight, i caught a wild Minnow and plunked him into the tank. he survived for two years before being eaten. then Goldie died by an over-feed my brother did, and Bubbles died of being bitten by my cat. everything was stowed away.
four years later and i wanted fish as a decoration for my room. i danced over a pair of Green Puffers, an Angelfish/Guppy/Albino Cory setup and an Oscar (which i have, and regret buying -sigh-) finally i said "I want those wormy things I had before," so we got three teeny-tiny inch long Kuhliis and a Betta. into the tank they went, fifteen minutes after it was set up. a week later a female Betta joined them, she was killed. another week and nine Tetras joined them, three died. then i got another Betta, who died after getting himself wedged into a pot. then another Betta who's still with me. then an African Dwarf Frog, three Platties, an Oscar. the Tetras are gone, and soon the Platties will number five and the Oscar... i don't know what'll happen to him. perhaps i'll tell my dad i'd like his fifty gallon for the Oscar, my dad does like them.