I'm in a difficult situation, or that is what I'd like to call it. I'm considering re-homing a few fish - Clown Loaches. I'm not doing this lightly, either, as there is at least one alternative, but it would take a bit of time before it became fully viable (definitely some time this year, just not tomorrow or in the next few weeks).
You see, back in 2004/2005, I was a naive, ignorant little idiot, so for my 90 litre Juwel (one that started leaking last August, resulting in an emergency evacuation to a smaller fish tank, about 60 litres, in the nick of time, and the subsequent loss of a number of tetras in the first 24 hours) I considered Clown Loaches acceptable. After great failure in keeping them alive for whatever reason it was that saw them die, I eventually succeeded. First it was my little loach, who, even after 5+ years, is as tiny as the day I got him. Next were two friends I got him, one I term 'medium-sized' and one large one. By large, I don't mean the full length, far from it. Small would be about the size of a large tetra in this case, maybe an inch to two inches. Medium just above that, perhaps by half an inch or so. Large, about 4-5 inches (nowhere near the full size, and after 4+ years too).
I'm obsessive compulsive, so I worry over my fish. It seems to have latched on to my fish recently, anyway. And this, also. About time I started worrying more about my fish, anyway. I *could* theoretically get a larger fish tank, there's money coming into my savings now, but I might have to wait a few months. I definitely could make it to a 200-litre tank (what my father has to say I don't know, but I'd be setting it up anyway and all that). I don't want to be stuck with the new smaller fish tank because of bad memories. Or... I consider rehoming now that I am no longer an ignorant moron. Only problem with the latter one is stress and such, my loaches *never* having suffered itch, not even after the emergency evacuation (*TOUCH WOOD*). And my little Clown Loach, what do I do with him? I definitely don't want him marginalised in a tank full of loaches, all much larger than him. It wouldn't be fair to leave him on his own, either. Where would they go? Who would they go to? How could I prove they'd do a much better job? All that stress?
I know some people might want to kill me after reading all of this. Don't, just don't. I'm no longer ignorant, I'm trying to find a way to correct the situation. Isn't that better than the rest who refuse to consider they might be wrong? Heck, I'm coming out typing it up online for all and sundry to see. Besides, the idea about having a minimum size of tank for certain fish is based on potential size, right? I think I just about dodged a bullet there somehow (but, yes, there's nothing to say they won't grow any more in the future, so I feel it's best to deal with the situation now, while I don't have fish who are almost as long as the tank itself).
I am willing to consider all possible courses of action. I don't wish to be an idiot any longer. These fish have had a good life, I do water changes every single week (a 10-litre change just to be safe and certain). They absolutely love badgering me for food (I shouldn't have broken the every-other-day rule, they want lunch every day now, and they know how to get it, what with using their cuteness/innocence and making me feel guilty).
You see, back in 2004/2005, I was a naive, ignorant little idiot, so for my 90 litre Juwel (one that started leaking last August, resulting in an emergency evacuation to a smaller fish tank, about 60 litres, in the nick of time, and the subsequent loss of a number of tetras in the first 24 hours) I considered Clown Loaches acceptable. After great failure in keeping them alive for whatever reason it was that saw them die, I eventually succeeded. First it was my little loach, who, even after 5+ years, is as tiny as the day I got him. Next were two friends I got him, one I term 'medium-sized' and one large one. By large, I don't mean the full length, far from it. Small would be about the size of a large tetra in this case, maybe an inch to two inches. Medium just above that, perhaps by half an inch or so. Large, about 4-5 inches (nowhere near the full size, and after 4+ years too).
I'm obsessive compulsive, so I worry over my fish. It seems to have latched on to my fish recently, anyway. And this, also. About time I started worrying more about my fish, anyway. I *could* theoretically get a larger fish tank, there's money coming into my savings now, but I might have to wait a few months. I definitely could make it to a 200-litre tank (what my father has to say I don't know, but I'd be setting it up anyway and all that). I don't want to be stuck with the new smaller fish tank because of bad memories. Or... I consider rehoming now that I am no longer an ignorant moron. Only problem with the latter one is stress and such, my loaches *never* having suffered itch, not even after the emergency evacuation (*TOUCH WOOD*). And my little Clown Loach, what do I do with him? I definitely don't want him marginalised in a tank full of loaches, all much larger than him. It wouldn't be fair to leave him on his own, either. Where would they go? Who would they go to? How could I prove they'd do a much better job? All that stress?
I know some people might want to kill me after reading all of this. Don't, just don't. I'm no longer ignorant, I'm trying to find a way to correct the situation. Isn't that better than the rest who refuse to consider they might be wrong? Heck, I'm coming out typing it up online for all and sundry to see. Besides, the idea about having a minimum size of tank for certain fish is based on potential size, right? I think I just about dodged a bullet there somehow (but, yes, there's nothing to say they won't grow any more in the future, so I feel it's best to deal with the situation now, while I don't have fish who are almost as long as the tank itself).
I am willing to consider all possible courses of action. I don't wish to be an idiot any longer. These fish have had a good life, I do water changes every single week (a 10-litre change just to be safe and certain). They absolutely love badgering me for food (I shouldn't have broken the every-other-day rule, they want lunch every day now, and they know how to get it, what with using their cuteness/innocence and making me feel guilty).







