Friday, November 2, 2012

Last Fish Standing

Ben's Fish

About two months ago, Sean sold his train table and used the money to purchase fish and equipment for a tank that was given to us. With some encouragement, he graciously let each family member choose something to add to the tank. All was going well until we got overzealous with cleaning the tank and altered the balance of good bacteria, causing the fish to get ich (pronounced ick), a fish illness, caused by a change in the environment.

Similar to Oscar Wilde's statement about art imitating life, this was clearly an example of the aquarium imitating life. Ben's fish, named John, was the sole survivor of our fish fiasco. Not unlike Ben, John handled the changes in the tank without stress or white spots.

And if you are wondering if we flush our fish, we do not. We may be the first family with a fish cemetery. Each were buried in a pudding box with the site marked by a stone. Ryan oversaw these services and closed with a prayer.

Sean chose a new fish to join John and named him Oochee (pronounced oochee). We can only hope that John will show him the ropes.




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