Your Worst Fish Story.

My female molly had some babies in my sister's tank, so for some reason I decided to scoop them out and put (just remembered they was getting eaten) them in a little net balanced in my other tank. I only managed to rescue 3, but that was ok, i could deal with 3. I went to tip them out of the container I had put them in into the net, precariously balanced. Did I hold the net as I tipped? Did I like as heck! The net fell over and I was panicking, and I only managed to save one baby from being eaten by his daddy.

Actually, he's about 7 months old and he's still baby size??!!??
 
our baby yoyo who swam into our filter outlet!!! :( after we'd been watching him for ages swim swim swimming madly against the current thinking....nah he'll never do it.)... till he did when we werent around & died.we felt terrible!!!!!!!!!! and the cardinal who i found crispy under the sofa when id forgotten to shut the tank lid one day & when we started we had a pair of kribs, gorgeous pair, but we added neons & couldnt understand why they kept disappearing....till i saw mrs krib having a neon snack one day, oh god i felt bad, no wonder the neons used to go mad thrashing around everytime we turned the lights down - they knew what was going to happen - mr & mrs krib looking for a midnight snack!
but as they say you live & learn ;)
 
And then get Luvs.... Damn commercial jingles....

I hate it when I do a water change and forget to plug the heater and/or the filter back in. I left it like for days and I couldn't understand why my fish were acting different till I stuck my hand in the tank to move a decoration and found the water to be almost ice cold. Needless to say, I kicked myself good, but only after I had the heater going again :p
 
Amos (my first beloved Betta) was perfectly happy in his 2.5G heated tank (sorry if you've heard the story - it has just completely broken my heart to bits). I decided to upgrade him to a nice 5 gallon hex tank with a filter. I put him into the tank after a mini cycle had taken place and it as ready for him. At first, I thought he loved it. He didn't. He was getting tossled all over the place. Eventually he started eating his tail - he ate half of it off. Then he got ick. The stress was just way too much for him.

I went out and got him a new 2.5G tank (cuz someone else had taken over his old 2.5G tank in the meantime). Only 5 days after he went into the new tank, he was back into a 2.5G tank. Since I put him back into his 2.5G tank, he's so badly deteriorated that his tail is disintegrating, he gasps for air and he hardly has enough strength to get up to the top of the tank for air. He is at the current moment laying on his side on the bottom of his tank fighting for his life. :-(

EDIT: Amos died the next day, sadly.
 
I was feeding Peter (17 and half year old goldfish) with food blocks because he was blind and Stanley (young goldie) was eating all the food and peter was getting a bit thin. All was going well, he was gaining weight back, then I put in one that was contaminated with Fish Tuberculosis. I had two fish die from the Tuberculosis and killed my pleco because I didn't know that salt wasn't suitable for him. I miss Peter, I'd had him since I was two years old. He was my second fish ever. Simon was my first (won at a fair) and we bought Peter to keep him company.
 
Gourami gets what i though tto be ich. I dosed him with a full treatment. He got a little better. Dumb LFS lady " same one who sadi a Sev would eat a RTBS bigger than it) recommends new medicine. I use that. GOurami gets bacterial infection. Dies with white spots ALL over.

once a green cory died and when i found it it was all white
 
My leaf fish got fungus on his eye, and as soon as we moved him to quarantine it spread like wildfire across his body :rip:

My ropefish escaped last night while I was asleep, I woke up and put him back in the tank, but it was too late :sad:

My fish always seem to die in pairs :(
 
I was doing a water change for one of my bettas in the bathroom, while I was home for Christmas. Just as I was about to put him back in his jar, he decided to jump out of the cup and directly into the sink.
Which ordinarily wouldn't be so bad, I could scoop him up.
Except my parents took the drain guard out so it was just a hollow pipe..
Blueballs [betta] flopped twice, one flop further into the sink, and the next flop directly down the drain.

He landed in the u-bend, and no one was home.. I felt so bad, and I didn't know what to do, so I just started crying, and tried to wrench open the u-bend with no luck.. called everyone I knew to find out how to open it, but we didn't have the trap at the bottom so I couldn't get him.. I could see him from the top of the sink, just that bit of blue fin above the water level.. it was killing me.

So I kept trying to get the u-bend open and wouldn't you know it, I just HAD to get a nosebleed at the same time.
So there I was, sitting on the bathroom floor, in my pajamas with my head in the cupboard trying to use a wrench to open the u-bend, crying hysterically with my nose bleeding and the blood going down my face, and onto my pajama pants... screaming about my poor fish stuck in the u-bend. My parents just HAD to come home right then.. they just turned on the tap to flush Blueballs and told me to clean the blood off my face.

I felt so bad.. I kept saying 'I killed him.. I couldn't save him..' for three days straight. :-( :byebye:

Parents thought I was overreacting.. but if I'd had his bowl like, 3 feet from the sink instead of 2, he might not have made it into the sink..
 
the last guppy my father was allowed to own developed dropsy. so i told him to take an airpump and set up a half-full ten gallon for a hospital tank. he did this and put salt in like i told him and the guppy was doing much better. dad was coming for a visit, so i asked him to bring the fish and the pump with him. he just brings the pump, so i get the impression that the fish hadn't made it. we have a nice visit and he goes home again. two days later we're on the phone and he says "honey, your fish died today." and i'm like "what?!"

apparently he thought that the guppy would be just fine sitting in the tank, so long as he stirred the water up once or twice a day. :X poor little thing might have made it too; it wasn't a bad case yet. i was hoping to get him back and use him as breed stock -- he had made it all the way from birth in my puffer's 5 gallon, fins and all! such a good little fish :rip:
 
well as the lord does say "do onto others..."

gotta be my evil guppy, which my missus bought from a shop with filthy tanks.

i'd had him in the tank for about a week when he attacked and killed my male betta(yeah, i know dont keep males with ANYTHING) the little f****r then attacked 2 angels which later died from wounds.

by this time it'd killed anything that offended him by being pretty so i left him in there. whilst doing a partial water change i saw him nip at my silvershark which retaliated by swearing and headbutting the guppy which in turn hit the surface and vanished!!

3 hours later and i give up trying to spot him, thought he'd by licking his wounds under my rock deco. Another hour goes by and I spot my youngest son, Ollie 1yr old, pick somthing black outta the gap between my skirting and flooring and go to put it in his mouth, luckily mt eldest son, tyler 6yrs, was playing next to him and also saw grabbing what turned out to be a very crisp guppy!

so the guppy got his comuppance for being a b*****d, my eldest got a mini tank of his own (with rev periscope!)for lookin out for his baby bro and my youngest got a stroppy head on cos he was really looking forward to a snack.
 
well my funniest has got to be about a year ago,i live in a flat(apartment)and i had this idea to syphon my tank out of the window and water my plants with all the water,so here i am with a 50 m hose and i said to my flat mate you put the hose in the tank and ill go down stairs get the other end of the pipe and water the plants,ok she said,so ide been happily syphoning for a bout 5 minutes when she says im bored with holding the pipe i dont wanna do it any more...so i said ok ill come up and hold it and ill just let the water go on the grass...anyway ide been holding the pipe when i noticed a danio go near the pipe so i moved the pipe to the other end of the tank and as i was doing it i accidently suck a guppy up...i was like oh my god so i dropped the pipe ran down 2 flights of stairs and got on my hands and knees on the grass frantically searching,,anyway my garden gate opens and a man in a suit says hi im the psychiatrist for the bottom flat,i said ok the doors open then he says what you doin there in the grass i said what do you think im doing im looking for fish....he said oookkkkkkkkkkkkkk i said dont just stand there get down here and look for my fish..he just stood and looked at me so i barked back "quick before he dies find my fish and at that second i noticed my fish flippin about there so i picked him up and ran as fast as i can up to flights of stairs and dropped him back in the tank i still have him today.....and i swear to god thats a true story...i still laugh about it today :D :D
 
I've got two stories the first being that we used to have a shoal of 5 Blind cave fish one day one went missing we searched and searched but never could find it so figured its buddies must have eatne it (being eating machines) few months later we had to move the tank and low and behold we find a very dried cavefish !! :sick: :sick:

The worst story still horrifies me to this day .. for some reason (i forget why) we had to move our pair of kribs from their 30 gallon home into my smaller 20 gallon tank which was housing platys, mollies and pygmy cories. i reallly didn't think it through i introduced the kribs and watched them swim around and then saw the male krib eat a pygmy cory whole!! i was absolutley horrified :eek: and quickly caught the other cory and put him in a breeding net. i felt so guilty afterwards and when i finally got the courage to look in the tank what do i see ......................................two pygmy cories :eek: !!! the krib obviously didn't like the taste.and i quickly moved them to their own tank. The cories lived for quite a while afterwards but died of a mystery disease in the end!! :rip:
 
At my dads house we have three tanks in a row, to left to right, 2 adult clown knives, middle a large community and right a mix of various smaller odd balls i.e. abfs

One day we left for a day and came back to find my step mum had done a water change on each tank and gone out, but had left the lids up. Consequently the largest of the two knives had slid into the community tank and decimated each and every fish bar one, a cardinal that had wedged himself behind the filter to escape...........
 

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