First let me begin by saying that from the beginning of the Toad's childhood, fish seem to have extremely limited lifespans when in my house.
He won a goldfish at the fair. It died within days. Not really a big shock, but we purchased a replacement fish. It died within days, spawning a new childhood rhyme:
One fish
New fish
Dead fish
No fish
If my mother is in charge of feeding the fish, there's a good chance we'll come home to a cloudy fishtank and dead fish. The Fish Slayer gene is apparently hereditary.
Kevin, the Howler, and I left on a Wednesday evening. The Toad was given specific instructions: feed and water the cats, feed the fish. The cats are easy--if the bowls are empty, fill them. Feeding the fish, however, seems to be akin to doing brain surgery--how much is a pinch? What do you mean by "Twice a day"? Too hard....must kill fish.
We get home on the following Sunday afternoon, and the fish tank is not only cloudy and populated with half-and-half fish. Half are dead, and the rest look like they are dying.
Kevin cleans the tank, all the while muttering about Theo the Fish Slayer. He fishes (HAH!) out the dead ones and we hope for the best. More fish die.
Kevin is now singing along with cartoon theme songs, changing the words to reflect the Toad's new title: Fish Slayer.
He won a goldfish at the fair. It died within days. Not really a big shock, but we purchased a replacement fish. It died within days, spawning a new childhood rhyme:
One fish
New fish
Dead fish
No fish
If my mother is in charge of feeding the fish, there's a good chance we'll come home to a cloudy fishtank and dead fish. The Fish Slayer gene is apparently hereditary.
Kevin, the Howler, and I left on a Wednesday evening. The Toad was given specific instructions: feed and water the cats, feed the fish. The cats are easy--if the bowls are empty, fill them. Feeding the fish, however, seems to be akin to doing brain surgery--how much is a pinch? What do you mean by "Twice a day"? Too hard....must kill fish.
We get home on the following Sunday afternoon, and the fish tank is not only cloudy and populated with half-and-half fish. Half are dead, and the rest look like they are dying.
Kevin cleans the tank, all the while muttering about Theo the Fish Slayer. He fishes (HAH!) out the dead ones and we hope for the best. More fish die.
Kevin is now singing along with cartoon theme songs, changing the words to reflect the Toad's new title: Fish Slayer.
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Our Fish has been alive for going on 3 years now. Its a miracle...we don't clean the tank for fear that will kill it. He doesn't seem to mind, and happily goes for days without food. He also lives in the dark because his light burned out and we never replaced it, and Jordan's room has blackout curtains. I'm wondering if he will evolve to no longer have eyes, like those underground cave-fish.
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