Abernathy
Fish Fanatic
It's a long story, but I had to vent somewhere. Thanks everyone.
I have two tanks, a 29g w/3 labs caer, 3 lombardoi, and a 10g w/1 aggressive 4" tiger oscar, 1 4" pleco. I left on a 3-day trip and asked my friend to drop by and to feed my fish. I left pretty clear directions as to what to feed, how much, and also to make sure the filters and the heaters were running. NOTHING MORE!
I come back to discover that my hyper-dominant lombardoi male is missing from the 29g. I look everywhere for the tough guy, but he's nowhere to be found. I start dialing my friend when I look over to my oscar tank and see my pleco feeding on something. To my horror, it's my barely breathing, barely moving lombardoi. I quickly scoop him out, but he's done for with shredded fins and severe damage to his jaw and one eye.
At that moment, my friend picks up, and I yell, "How did one of my fish end up in the Oscar tank!?" Startled, she explains that she felt bad for my other fish, because this one was picking on them, and she thought the Oscar would like some company! Arghh!!!
You might wonder why I don't have names for my fish, and it's because I don't name them until I've had them for at least a year. It would have been a year at the end of this month for my tough guy. Argh!!!
Thanks all, for letting me vent. Incidentally, my friend felt bad and offered to buy me new fish, but she had to add, "What's the big deal? They're only fish." Argh!
I have two tanks, a 29g w/3 labs caer, 3 lombardoi, and a 10g w/1 aggressive 4" tiger oscar, 1 4" pleco. I left on a 3-day trip and asked my friend to drop by and to feed my fish. I left pretty clear directions as to what to feed, how much, and also to make sure the filters and the heaters were running. NOTHING MORE!
I come back to discover that my hyper-dominant lombardoi male is missing from the 29g. I look everywhere for the tough guy, but he's nowhere to be found. I start dialing my friend when I look over to my oscar tank and see my pleco feeding on something. To my horror, it's my barely breathing, barely moving lombardoi. I quickly scoop him out, but he's done for with shredded fins and severe damage to his jaw and one eye.
At that moment, my friend picks up, and I yell, "How did one of my fish end up in the Oscar tank!?" Startled, she explains that she felt bad for my other fish, because this one was picking on them, and she thought the Oscar would like some company! Arghh!!!
You might wonder why I don't have names for my fish, and it's because I don't name them until I've had them for at least a year. It would have been a year at the end of this month for my tough guy. Argh!!!
Thanks all, for letting me vent. Incidentally, my friend felt bad and offered to buy me new fish, but she had to add, "What's the big deal? They're only fish." Argh!