Beccaning Call

Seriously?

Now i know my fish are usually never an interesting conversation topic, but the fact that there recently was an aquatic coup d'etat in my apartment is worth noting.

I left Wed. night for Char. On Friday afternoon, roomie came back and discovered Darwin the goldfish's dead body in the tank, saying he look beat to hell. He's lived in the tank since May.

I got a fish from my sister in ... october?...it's a type called a convict, and i also took 4 convict babies from her. I read online that convicts + goldfish didn't cohabitate together well, but they seemed fine for 2+ months, so i let it go.

Apparently, due to the aggressive behav of the big convict, my Darwin is DEAD. And not just dead. He was freaking assassinated. Lauren and Brandon bought me two fish yesterday, and today, BOTH DEAD.

So either Nazi fish #1 killed them both, or he enlisted the help of the babies, formed a gang, and killed the two new fish today. Organized crime in my fish tank!

This sounds ridiculous, but they beat the hell out of those other fish. I should flush those bastards down the toilet and get some little docile, peaceful, tree-hugging dudes.

posted by Becca @ 12:54 AM