VaegaVic
Fish Addict
Hi everyone!
It's been a long time, most of you won't recognise me as its been actually that long since I last posted.
I've finally returned to the realm of fish keeping! But this time, I've gone cold water!
Back Story:
I used to keep 9 tanks in my house, I had more tanks than rooms to put them in, all of which were tropical. I've kept and bred all manner of things, from the common cory and the easy guppy all the way up to the more challenging betta. However, I found myself at a cross roads.
This year, the Mrs and I are moving in to a brand new house and with it, a brand new 6ft tank (almost like consolidating all the mini ones in one huge tank). However, I really wanted to set up a community of DIscus and small rare tetra, you know the usual thing someone with a 6ft tank wants to do. Since we're moving, and I know the tanks and fish I own currently wont have a place in our new home, I grew complacent and almost resentful towards them. "Why should I keep these 50% water changes a week up, if they're not even coming with me?!" I thought. So eventually I didn't, it creeped down to 20%, then 10, then 5 and eventually nothing. The lights rarely went on, the fish were fed but all my plants died (and were promptly removed in order to stop the need for water changes).
I grew lazy and I turned into what I always hated, an #14### of man who hated the animals he bought. They didn't ask to come with me, I took them home against their will and force them to live with me. And now I have the audacity to mistreat them?!
I took a long hard look at myself and desperately tried to find a solution. Any fish I wanted to keep, I couldn't as even the biggest tank in the mean time is far too small. I couldn't keep any tropical fish I wanted.
Then, one day at work, it hit me. I couldn't keep any tropical fish I wanted to. In addition to the 6ft tank, I will also be building a pond! A huge great whacking deep pond, perfect for the type of fish I wanted to keep: Fancy Goldfish.
I gave all my tropical fish away and closed down 7 tanks out of the 9. They all went to live with my friend John who has 4fts basically in every room of his home and was more than happy to take my prize white betta. I kept the 64L and I kept a Fluval edge as a focal point in the living room, but that's it.
And so that's how I ended up with my 3 little fancies, all of which are adorable and all of which I love, as I know they'll be coming with me to the new house. It's inspired me to start keeping fish seriously again and it's inspired me to start loving fish again.
Has anyone else ever fallen out of love with fish keeping and then come back to it wiser and stronger than they had before?
I'd love to hear your stories!
p.s, I'll also be posting pictures soon, so everyone can see my tiny fantails, no bigger than an inch each!
It's been a long time, most of you won't recognise me as its been actually that long since I last posted.
I've finally returned to the realm of fish keeping! But this time, I've gone cold water!
Back Story:
I used to keep 9 tanks in my house, I had more tanks than rooms to put them in, all of which were tropical. I've kept and bred all manner of things, from the common cory and the easy guppy all the way up to the more challenging betta. However, I found myself at a cross roads.
This year, the Mrs and I are moving in to a brand new house and with it, a brand new 6ft tank (almost like consolidating all the mini ones in one huge tank). However, I really wanted to set up a community of DIscus and small rare tetra, you know the usual thing someone with a 6ft tank wants to do. Since we're moving, and I know the tanks and fish I own currently wont have a place in our new home, I grew complacent and almost resentful towards them. "Why should I keep these 50% water changes a week up, if they're not even coming with me?!" I thought. So eventually I didn't, it creeped down to 20%, then 10, then 5 and eventually nothing. The lights rarely went on, the fish were fed but all my plants died (and were promptly removed in order to stop the need for water changes).
I grew lazy and I turned into what I always hated, an #14### of man who hated the animals he bought. They didn't ask to come with me, I took them home against their will and force them to live with me. And now I have the audacity to mistreat them?!
I took a long hard look at myself and desperately tried to find a solution. Any fish I wanted to keep, I couldn't as even the biggest tank in the mean time is far too small. I couldn't keep any tropical fish I wanted.
Then, one day at work, it hit me. I couldn't keep any tropical fish I wanted to. In addition to the 6ft tank, I will also be building a pond! A huge great whacking deep pond, perfect for the type of fish I wanted to keep: Fancy Goldfish.
I gave all my tropical fish away and closed down 7 tanks out of the 9. They all went to live with my friend John who has 4fts basically in every room of his home and was more than happy to take my prize white betta. I kept the 64L and I kept a Fluval edge as a focal point in the living room, but that's it.
And so that's how I ended up with my 3 little fancies, all of which are adorable and all of which I love, as I know they'll be coming with me to the new house. It's inspired me to start keeping fish seriously again and it's inspired me to start loving fish again.
Has anyone else ever fallen out of love with fish keeping and then come back to it wiser and stronger than they had before?
I'd love to hear your stories!
p.s, I'll also be posting pictures soon, so everyone can see my tiny fantails, no bigger than an inch each!