Icky Nicky
Active Member
Hey guys, this situation has already passed but I guess I'm just looking to see if anyone thinks I could have saved him if I did anything different.
I'm still very upset about this, I know I'm probably over reacting and taking this too seriously, but here goes nonetheless
Yesterday I got a DM over reddit, this person explained to me that they had a blue ribbon eel, full grown adult, about 3 and a half feet long or so, according to them. They explained to me that they got it 3 months ago and it hasn't ate once, and is now breathing heavy and hardly moving, they asked me if I could come get it and take it home to save it, I had today off work so I agreed. This morning I set off, drove 6 hours to get this eel, brought some supplies with me for the ride back. I get to this guys house and he told me he had just dropped it on the floor while trying to put it in the bag, then drops it again in the snow.. I took the eel, put it in a Styrofoam cooler with the heat on and in the heated seat, I left the house and pulled over about 10 minutes later to give the eel time to calm down a bit, opened the bag and tested the water, the salinity was high at 1.032, the ammonia was 2.0, I immediately added seachem prime and resealed the bag, put the lid back on the cooler and drove another 50 minutes, stopped again and he was breathing a little easier as opposed to the very heavy breathing when I first got him, but still looked very scrawny and malnourished, and either something had been nipping at him or his fins had been torn on rocks or something because his dorsal fin was all torn up, it could have been fin rot but I can't say for sure because I only looked at him under red light very briefly, wanted to keep him dark as much as possible as not to stress him any more than necessary. I kept driving and decided that I'd check again at the halfway stop in 2 hours. When I checked I opened the cooler up and he wasn't moving, tried picking up the bag, nothing, he died.
I'll admit that I cried, I took him back home and buried him under where the bleeding hearts grow in the garden, I felt that was fitting.
Sorry guys, I just needed to rant, I'm upset, do you think I could have done anything else that would have saved him?
God Knows I tried
I'm still very upset about this, I know I'm probably over reacting and taking this too seriously, but here goes nonetheless
Yesterday I got a DM over reddit, this person explained to me that they had a blue ribbon eel, full grown adult, about 3 and a half feet long or so, according to them. They explained to me that they got it 3 months ago and it hasn't ate once, and is now breathing heavy and hardly moving, they asked me if I could come get it and take it home to save it, I had today off work so I agreed. This morning I set off, drove 6 hours to get this eel, brought some supplies with me for the ride back. I get to this guys house and he told me he had just dropped it on the floor while trying to put it in the bag, then drops it again in the snow.. I took the eel, put it in a Styrofoam cooler with the heat on and in the heated seat, I left the house and pulled over about 10 minutes later to give the eel time to calm down a bit, opened the bag and tested the water, the salinity was high at 1.032, the ammonia was 2.0, I immediately added seachem prime and resealed the bag, put the lid back on the cooler and drove another 50 minutes, stopped again and he was breathing a little easier as opposed to the very heavy breathing when I first got him, but still looked very scrawny and malnourished, and either something had been nipping at him or his fins had been torn on rocks or something because his dorsal fin was all torn up, it could have been fin rot but I can't say for sure because I only looked at him under red light very briefly, wanted to keep him dark as much as possible as not to stress him any more than necessary. I kept driving and decided that I'd check again at the halfway stop in 2 hours. When I checked I opened the cooler up and he wasn't moving, tried picking up the bag, nothing, he died.
I'll admit that I cried, I took him back home and buried him under where the bleeding hearts grow in the garden, I felt that was fitting.
Sorry guys, I just needed to rant, I'm upset, do you think I could have done anything else that would have saved him?
God Knows I tried
