BettaMomma
Fish Aficionado
After this weekend's events - and the death of little Simon, I had a few moments of sheer rage where I wanted to go and rip the guy's head off that was responsible for it. Then I came in to work this morning to see that Charlie (who I thought was recovering nicely from his bout with velvet) has red streaks all over his fins, and unless he works really hard he sort of tips over sideways. I'm guessing he's got some fun internal infection now, which might be causing the streaks and the start of swim bladder problems.
I'm going to have to play musical tanks at home tonight when I get home to make room for new little Petey, which I don't mind at all. But then I also have several water changes to make- some of my plants have either died or come uprooted, and I need to do gravel vacuums on both big tanks. I don't have any problems with doing fishy chores - in fact, I kind of rather enjoy doing them, and I know the fish love the attention.
However, sometimes - when everything happens at once and it seems like so many of my fish are having issues - and then to toss in a very unexpected death just randomly, it sorta throws a monkey wrench into the whole enjoyment of fishkeeping. I've come to realize the sheer ignorance, cruelty and indiference that some humans have toward lots of animals and at times, it seems completely overwhelming and makes me feel completely insignificant in the whole battle overall.
I'm sure that once I get everyone back on track and moved where they need to be, I'll feel better about the whole thing and be right back at what I've been doing all along. But I just wondered if anyone ever felt like tossing in the towel on this whole crusade... and if any of you ever wonder if the heartache is really worth the benefit in the end. I know it is for me - but at times like this I can't help but stop and wonder, just for a few minutes anyway.
Okay, sorry for the ridiculous rant - just had to get it off my chest.
I'm going to have to play musical tanks at home tonight when I get home to make room for new little Petey, which I don't mind at all. But then I also have several water changes to make- some of my plants have either died or come uprooted, and I need to do gravel vacuums on both big tanks. I don't have any problems with doing fishy chores - in fact, I kind of rather enjoy doing them, and I know the fish love the attention.
However, sometimes - when everything happens at once and it seems like so many of my fish are having issues - and then to toss in a very unexpected death just randomly, it sorta throws a monkey wrench into the whole enjoyment of fishkeeping. I've come to realize the sheer ignorance, cruelty and indiference that some humans have toward lots of animals and at times, it seems completely overwhelming and makes me feel completely insignificant in the whole battle overall.
I'm sure that once I get everyone back on track and moved where they need to be, I'll feel better about the whole thing and be right back at what I've been doing all along. But I just wondered if anyone ever felt like tossing in the towel on this whole crusade... and if any of you ever wonder if the heartache is really worth the benefit in the end. I know it is for me - but at times like this I can't help but stop and wonder, just for a few minutes anyway.
Okay, sorry for the ridiculous rant - just had to get it off my chest.