So last night I went to bed a little concerned about my longnosed gar and ornate poly that I moved down to the 180g. When I woke up there was a dead fish, but it wasn't either of them. It was my Tiger Shovelnose. The one that I brought back from a nearly fatal swimbladder issue. The one that I had saved when it jumped out of an uncovered hospital tank. I had just got him all healed up, he was eating like a pig and growing like a champ. I've had him since he was 2.5" long about a year ago, I really don't remember, now he's gone. He jumped out of his tank. It was a covered tank and the lids are still in place so I don't know how he Houdini'd his way out of there, but it doesn't matter...
He landed into an empty 90g that I was going to be working on, so he has some gravel on him. He must have jumped out sometime between 1 and 6am this morning. I checked on the fish at 1am and I'm pretty sure he was still in his tank at that point. At a little after 6 my mom found him and he was pretty dry already, quite dead.
I know my mom was heartbroken, she never takes these types of losses very easily. When I'm out of town she feeds my fish for me and has developed quite a love for them. I know she shead a tear for him. I'm quite saddened as well, we came so far together and I wouldn't give up on him while he was sick, but life goes on for the rest of us.
I'll find a picture of him while he was alive when I get home tonight, I just took one last week, but I guess I didn't upload it.
Here he was. I miss him already, feeding the fish tonight just won't be the same...
He landed into an empty 90g that I was going to be working on, so he has some gravel on him. He must have jumped out sometime between 1 and 6am this morning. I checked on the fish at 1am and I'm pretty sure he was still in his tank at that point. At a little after 6 my mom found him and he was pretty dry already, quite dead.
I know my mom was heartbroken, she never takes these types of losses very easily. When I'm out of town she feeds my fish for me and has developed quite a love for them. I know she shead a tear for him. I'm quite saddened as well, we came so far together and I wouldn't give up on him while he was sick, but life goes on for the rest of us.
I'll find a picture of him while he was alive when I get home tonight, I just took one last week, but I guess I didn't upload it.
Here he was. I miss him already, feeding the fish tonight just won't be the same...