NinjaSmurf
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So, this guppy swims into a bar.... but really, I got fry!! (inner english teacher screaming 'I have fry, not I got fry!')
Still mourning the loss of my only two male guppies, I fed the two big fry in their net breeder, wondering when the day would come that they would be big enough to let out without my pictus being able to get them (probably move them in with betta until then since they're both girls) and as I turned my head a little tiny speck caught my eye. It was right on the net stuck in the water tension that's between the glass and the net. Jutting my head forward I realized it was a baby! Swearing quickly as I pushed the net around and praying it wasn't dead I watched it twirl in the water for a moment before swimming off! Letting out a little shriek I pulled open my dresser drawer (I ran out of room in the one little stand drawer I had, so I went through pants, got rid of what didn't fit, and made a fish drawer
)
Then began the great hunt to catch little tiny sliver of fish in the tannin darkened thirty gallon, amidst hungry pictus and three very hungry female guppies, a ball of java moss that loves to get caught in the net, a breeder net that gets in the way and stupid plastic plants that snag the net, short arm whose elbow barely reaches the top of the tank, only a chair that that spins, leans back and has wheels as the only available stool (which I did not use!!!) plus the added bonus of stupid makeshift tank cover of warped plexiglass resting on my arm with the light (that I needed to even be able to see into the tank) threatening to fall in the water, thus almost twice ending my hunt for baby with electrocution for yours truely!
Cursing this little fish as I try desperately to save it I realize, holy crow, there's another one! So after a good five minute chase around driftwood, java moss from hell and hungry mommys I had both the little suckers in the breeder. Then it seemed that the other fry had eaten them! But, after a careful watch I saw that they were still alive.
So, in the last three days I lost both my males but gained two new babies. Go Figure, right?
God, I think I need a new, less dangerous hobby.... hmm, how about rock climbing? Or maybe skydiving....
Still mourning the loss of my only two male guppies, I fed the two big fry in their net breeder, wondering when the day would come that they would be big enough to let out without my pictus being able to get them (probably move them in with betta until then since they're both girls) and as I turned my head a little tiny speck caught my eye. It was right on the net stuck in the water tension that's between the glass and the net. Jutting my head forward I realized it was a baby! Swearing quickly as I pushed the net around and praying it wasn't dead I watched it twirl in the water for a moment before swimming off! Letting out a little shriek I pulled open my dresser drawer (I ran out of room in the one little stand drawer I had, so I went through pants, got rid of what didn't fit, and made a fish drawer
Then began the great hunt to catch little tiny sliver of fish in the tannin darkened thirty gallon, amidst hungry pictus and three very hungry female guppies, a ball of java moss that loves to get caught in the net, a breeder net that gets in the way and stupid plastic plants that snag the net, short arm whose elbow barely reaches the top of the tank, only a chair that that spins, leans back and has wheels as the only available stool (which I did not use!!!) plus the added bonus of stupid makeshift tank cover of warped plexiglass resting on my arm with the light (that I needed to even be able to see into the tank) threatening to fall in the water, thus almost twice ending my hunt for baby with electrocution for yours truely!
Cursing this little fish as I try desperately to save it I realize, holy crow, there's another one! So after a good five minute chase around driftwood, java moss from hell and hungry mommys I had both the little suckers in the breeder. Then it seemed that the other fry had eaten them! But, after a careful watch I saw that they were still alive.
So, in the last three days I lost both my males but gained two new babies. Go Figure, right?
God, I think I need a new, less dangerous hobby.... hmm, how about rock climbing? Or maybe skydiving....