So I have Pygmy corydoras and I got sand for them. I absolutely hate it.
Don't get me wrong I love how it looks. I love how the rocks sit on top of it, austere way it looks when the shadows fall upon the smooth surface. the satisfying way it holds the twigs firmly.
Yet, maybe it's just my ego, actually it is just my but I seem to have so much uncertainty about it. So many nagging questions and concerns.
For starters, I just really don't know if I'm cleaning it right. I know that that must be a better way to maintain it.
The problem is everything just sits on top so I'm really paranoid about just what it is my precious babies are resting on.
I go after it with a baster but everything starts falling out of the baster by the time I get it out of the tank water line. Then I feel like I've just taken all the gunk off the surface of the sand and distributed it throughout the tank.
Someone suggested some little puff puff method but I'm not really sure what that is and every time I puff with the baster my fish look really irritated.
I've tried a traditional gravel vacuum trying to wave it gently on top of the sand hovering over it just small bit...and I seem to not be able to hover at the right distance consistently because I'll suck up great blobs of sand one minute and then another minute I won't be seeing anything going up the tube.
I'm constantly having to rework the plants I've about given up on the plants they kind of just float now. I'm not really sure about what plants are supposed to be in sand also since I've never had it before.
I'm just laying it all out here kind of worried whether or not the fish are eating sand with their food. I don't know what is leftover food. I don't know what would be fish poop I've never seen them poop.
All I know is a thought of them sitting on their poop makes me get out the baster yet again.
Speaking of poop... How do I know they're eating? I mean I put the food in and they scurry about and they appear to be eating...
Maybe if there was some non-toxic Nyan died of some sort I could die the food I could then see whether or not the food was disappearing. Because as it stands right now everything just looks like sand.
And what about these anaerobic air pockets? In attempting to make sure there are none am I not somehow creating some?
Oh yeah that messes with the plants, too.
I just feel, literally, out of my element.
You know those little sand granules, can they get in their eyes?
I mean say I disturb some of the sand while I was trying to maintain the sand and it kind of swirled around the tank can they close their eyes with a blink reflex and protect themselves?
I know their eyes work because when I look them dead on they will sometimes avert their gaze.
Or they just give a stare that says "why me human why me"?
I imagine I hear little fishy cuss words bubbling in my ears. It keeps me up at night. I imagine just what it is they think about me. "Oh no here she comes again run hide run and hide!"
As I and this post I will return and continue to pondner and worry... restlessly ruminating, trying desperately not to grab for the turkey baster, while certainly they are eagerly scanning above the waterline, earnestly and with hope that someday a house will fall out of the sky and crush me, and a better more capable and experienced sand substrate maintaining good witch steals my shoes.
At which time all will scurry, all scurryingly the will commence in rejoicing as they all exclaim "Ding dong Ding dong the witch, the ignorant of sand maintaining witch is dead!"
Don't get me wrong I love how it looks. I love how the rocks sit on top of it, austere way it looks when the shadows fall upon the smooth surface. the satisfying way it holds the twigs firmly.
Yet, maybe it's just my ego, actually it is just my but I seem to have so much uncertainty about it. So many nagging questions and concerns.
For starters, I just really don't know if I'm cleaning it right. I know that that must be a better way to maintain it.
The problem is everything just sits on top so I'm really paranoid about just what it is my precious babies are resting on.
I go after it with a baster but everything starts falling out of the baster by the time I get it out of the tank water line. Then I feel like I've just taken all the gunk off the surface of the sand and distributed it throughout the tank.
Someone suggested some little puff puff method but I'm not really sure what that is and every time I puff with the baster my fish look really irritated.
I've tried a traditional gravel vacuum trying to wave it gently on top of the sand hovering over it just small bit...and I seem to not be able to hover at the right distance consistently because I'll suck up great blobs of sand one minute and then another minute I won't be seeing anything going up the tube.
I'm constantly having to rework the plants I've about given up on the plants they kind of just float now. I'm not really sure about what plants are supposed to be in sand also since I've never had it before.
I'm just laying it all out here kind of worried whether or not the fish are eating sand with their food. I don't know what is leftover food. I don't know what would be fish poop I've never seen them poop.
All I know is a thought of them sitting on their poop makes me get out the baster yet again.
Speaking of poop... How do I know they're eating? I mean I put the food in and they scurry about and they appear to be eating...
Maybe if there was some non-toxic Nyan died of some sort I could die the food I could then see whether or not the food was disappearing. Because as it stands right now everything just looks like sand.
And what about these anaerobic air pockets? In attempting to make sure there are none am I not somehow creating some?
Oh yeah that messes with the plants, too.
I just feel, literally, out of my element.
You know those little sand granules, can they get in their eyes?
I mean say I disturb some of the sand while I was trying to maintain the sand and it kind of swirled around the tank can they close their eyes with a blink reflex and protect themselves?
I know their eyes work because when I look them dead on they will sometimes avert their gaze.
Or they just give a stare that says "why me human why me"?
I imagine I hear little fishy cuss words bubbling in my ears. It keeps me up at night. I imagine just what it is they think about me. "Oh no here she comes again run hide run and hide!"
As I and this post I will return and continue to pondner and worry... restlessly ruminating, trying desperately not to grab for the turkey baster, while certainly they are eagerly scanning above the waterline, earnestly and with hope that someday a house will fall out of the sky and crush me, and a better more capable and experienced sand substrate maintaining good witch steals my shoes.
At which time all will scurry, all scurryingly the will commence in rejoicing as they all exclaim "Ding dong Ding dong the witch, the ignorant of sand maintaining witch is dead!"