Do fish really touch your soul?
I had a lion fish for about a year...well..I decided to get a tang to go with him since I felt that the tang was large enough that it wouldn't be a risk for the dwarf fuzzy lion. The tang came down with a case of ich and I couldn't catch it to attempt any treatment...so I went and purchased a cleaner shrimp..well that shrimp wouldn't clean and so I purchased a second and that one cleaned and then the first one decided to clean too...
The problem was that I was constantly worrying that the lion was going to eat one of the shrimp and I was feeding the lion large silversides to keep him full...ultimately I decided to take the LION back...the one that had been there originally...he was way easy to catch because he trusted me...
I saw him swim around almost confused by his new surroundings at the fish store...and I was really heart broken about it...it was one of those feelings where your insides just feel horrible like I was doing the wrong thing...but I knew it wasn't right to introduce shrimp that would just end up being lunch for the lion...
Is this silly or what? Anybody else have a story where you got so attached to a fish???
I had a lion fish for about a year...well..I decided to get a tang to go with him since I felt that the tang was large enough that it wouldn't be a risk for the dwarf fuzzy lion. The tang came down with a case of ich and I couldn't catch it to attempt any treatment...so I went and purchased a cleaner shrimp..well that shrimp wouldn't clean and so I purchased a second and that one cleaned and then the first one decided to clean too...
The problem was that I was constantly worrying that the lion was going to eat one of the shrimp and I was feeding the lion large silversides to keep him full...ultimately I decided to take the LION back...the one that had been there originally...he was way easy to catch because he trusted me...
I saw him swim around almost confused by his new surroundings at the fish store...and I was really heart broken about it...it was one of those feelings where your insides just feel horrible like I was doing the wrong thing...but I knew it wasn't right to introduce shrimp that would just end up being lunch for the lion...
Is this silly or what? Anybody else have a story where you got so attached to a fish???
