Posted on May 01, 2010 by freshwater
Posted on January 29, 2010 by freshwater
The award for Most Remarkable Transformation of 2009 goes to... Jor Jor! (Applause applause!!) Here she is when she came to us in November of 2008.
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Posted on December 10, 2009 by freshwater
As those who follow my fish escapades know, Jor Jor was quite the rousing musician in our Cirque du filet video. But what has she done lately?
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Posted on December 05, 2009 by freshwater
I recognize the pitfalls of anthropomorphizing when probing the mysteries of animal behavior. But I'm also convinced, both scientifically and intuitively, that most animals possess emotions similar to our own. I therefore offer the previous statement as a disclaimer to the story that follows.
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Posted on November 14, 2009 by freshwater
Meet Vanya Vito-Valkyrie, my second new goldfish from RainGarden. He wears his heart on his sleeve and his initials on his scales:
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Posted on November 14, 2009 by freshwater
Posted on August 31, 2009 by freshwater
I really, really hate this part of fishkeeping. April Apricot, my soccer fish, just died. She may have died from mycobacterium marinum infection, but it's very hard to identify that particular bacterium.
Sigh. Goodbye, little one. Thanks for giving me your best game.
Sigh. Goodbye, little one. Thanks for giving me your best game.
Posted on July 18, 2009 by freshwater
Posted on June 19, 2009 by freshwater
Goldfish can be simultaneously lovely but comical in appearance. A cutie like Clem is ripe (pun-intended) for all sorts of nicknames. His formal name (Clement Tine) is citrus in origin (orangein?). (A Clementine is a variety of small orange.)
One cute name deserves another, though, so I sometimes call him Clemmie, C.T., or Spork (head like a spoon, tail like a fork).
If he can read lips, he's probably confused!
One cute name deserves another, though, so I sometimes call him Clemmie, C.T., or Spork (head like a spoon, tail like a fork).
If he can read lips, he's probably confused!
Posted on June 14, 2009 by freshwater
You know how you visit an animal shelter absolutely determined just to look, and next thing you know you've got a rowdy, yappy puppy bouncing off your walls? That happens at fish stores, too. (Except for the yapping part. And the puppy part.)
I confess! Yesterday I got a new fish from Asia, even though I swore I wouldn't. Meet Mr. Clement Tine (aka Clem N. Tine):
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I confess! Yesterday I got a new fish from Asia, even though I swore I wouldn't. Meet Mr. Clement Tine (aka Clem N. Tine):
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