Okay, I'm going to admit I was wrong.
Last month, the local pet shop (I really don't dig it there too much, but it's convenient when you need something fast) had a tank full of sarasa goldfish. My little girl would run over to the tank, stare at them and say, "pishie!"- she loved them! After two separate trips involving her running up to the tank of sarasa goldfish, we caved in and bought two. We brought them home and put them in a ten gallon tank on top of her dresser in her bedroom.
The tank I set up for them was a plain white sand bottom and aged water, with an airstone and the filter that came with the tank. There was no furniture with them, but I wasn't about to waste my time. I mean, they're just stupid goldfish, right? On top of that, as soon as we brought them home my daughter barely noticed them anymore.
So, it's been a few weeks. Last week I decided on a whim to buy them quality goldfish food because my maternal instincts told me to. Yesterday during their weekly waterchange, I took a piece of driftwood covered in javamoss from a sunny tank along with some live plant cuttings and placed them artfully in the tank. After I was finished, I found myself sitting in front of the tank feeling pleased as the little goldfish explored the plants and driftood. Wait a second...did I just think these stupid goldfish were kinda cute? The one has bright red eyeballs, a small red patch on his head, and perfect whiteness everywhere else. The second one has more red on the head, white eyeballs, a perfect white body and longer fins than the red eyed one. The red eyed one is the dominant one and he's getting a really fat belly. Hmmm, do they have personality? Yeah, they do.
So *sigh*- now we're forced to begin plans for a pond outside eventually. I mean, it was something that was probably going to happen anyway, but these little fish can't stay in a ten gallon tank forever, right?
Silly goldfish.