When you buy a fish, it seems that it will be easy- they dont need to be walked, only fed once or twice a day, and they seem pretty content with swimming in circles.
Then you hit week two, when you find that the fish needs to have a larger tank because "Guppy" has grown into more of a carp than a goldfish, and needs 20 gallons instead of ten.
Tank maintenance becomes a nightmare, especially when you have to clean the scum out of the corners of the tank with your old toothbrush. Wasn't that what the thirty dollar tank cleaner was for? And yet you can't just give up on the poor fish, because you start to feel guilty. After all, you have a bathroom and a kitchen in two separate places. The fish eats, swims, and goes to the bathroom all within the same one-foot space.
Soon, you begin to think the fish is probably getting a bit lonely. Maybe if you get one of those snails that clean the tank it will cut your job in half? So you rush to the pet store and once again drop even more cash on some tiny snails that crawl slowly up and down your new large tank with your getting-bigger fish.
At first, the snails and the fish seem to be fine, but one day, after you wake up to feed the fish it's 20 dollar gourmet fish food that takes care of rare fish skin diseases, and you find that the snails are gone. The fish does not seem interested in its expensive food anymore, and even looks a little bloated. A few days later, you catch the fish in the act of sucking the snails off the side of the tank and crunching down on the poor little guys like they're potato chips.
So no more snails. You go back to the pet store and get a medium sized sucker fish, only to find that it too needs extra tank space, and are guilted into buying an even larger tank. In turn, you find that your thirty dollar fish tank cleaner cannot support that amount of water, and have to get a bigger filter as well.
When you get home, you watch the tank with the two fish and suddenly realize that about a week ago was the last time you had money to actually eat, and you slept through an entire night without dreaming about fish.
Maybe you will get a dog instead.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
Fighting Fish Clubs
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Siamese fighting fish are one of the most inexpensive and popular fish today. They are three inches long, very colorful, and famous for their lack of kindess towards each other. Male fish cannot be kept together. They originate from cambodia and come in a variatey of colors:
blue, red, orange, yellow, green, silver, white, and many many more.
In fact, many people are upset with the treatment of siamese fighting fish at pet stores- with the blue food dye and the small plasitc containers, it seems that the fish couldnt possibly be happy at all.
But no one really is making any big moves, and it seems at the time the PETA doesnt care.
Siamese fighting fish "rings" are popular among college students, mainly because the fish will attack anything. It's usually just as a simple joke, and many people dont find anything wrong with it whatsoever. There are videos on youtube where fish are fighting each other, and also fighting fish attacking other animals, some as large as snakes.
Indeed, these tiny fish are hardy, and it is in their nature to be vicious, but the question is, is it alright to make them fight?
Indeed, these tiny fish are hardy, and it is in their nature to be vicious, but the question is, is it alright to make them fight?
Thursday, November 29, 2007
The Baltimore Aquarium
There are many different animals that inhabit the Baltimore Aquarium- and not just fish. It houses birds, reptiles, anphibians, and mammals. The most recent exhibit is the Australian exhibit, which includes an archerfish, a laughing kookoobura, and a death adder. One of the more strange things that the aquarium houses is a two headed snake, and a snake with the body of a turtle. It houses also one of the largest octopuses in the world- the Giant Pacific Octopus.
The most popular types of animals at the zoo are the sharks, the puffins, and of course, the octopus. The aquarium, which sits at the edge of the bay, is always packed with schoolchildren and adults alike. The aquarium makes a fine killing with its membership as well- which can cost over 100$ per person (and by the way, they sell).
A must see animal is the chamberhead nautilus, which dates back to pre-historic times. It is nicknamed a "headfoot" along with some of its cousins because what looks like a head is actually a foot. It is like the octopus in the fact that it is very curious and prefers some foods over others.
A newly hatched nautilus is about the size of a quarter, and grows to about 8 inches in length.
Both the octopus and the nautilus are in need of some toys as well! Visitors are encouraged to bring in basketballs and old toys for the animals.
The dolphin show is also popular. It has a sort of medival times appeal- even though the show doesnt change that often, visitors come back time and time again. The dolphins enjoy one of the largest tanks in the aquarium. The other 2 large tanks belong to the sharks and the stingrays.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Goldfish- but the ones you don't eat
The Goldfish snack may be popular, but the living and breathing ones enjoy celebrity status as well. Carassius Aratus, The Domestic Goldfish, is a pet that is popular from continent to continent- Asia to America. This is mostly because out of all of the pets you can have, the goldfish costs the least, takes up the least amount of space, and needs minimal care.
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Most goldfish live up to 7 years, but some have been rumoured to live up to 20.
The oldest living goldfish, Tish, lived for 43 years.
The goldfish's domestication started during the Tang Dynasty, when it was customary to keep goldfish in ponds outside of ones home. At one point, it was forbidden to own a yellow goldfish, because it was the royal family color!
Besides the various colors, goldfish have many different breeds. The Japanese Goldfish and the Fancy Goldfish are just two of the many variates that have been bred and domesticated. A rare type of Goldfish is the Oranda Goldfish, which has an egg-shaped body. One of the most interesting types is the Pompom fish, which looks like it is carrying two small pompoms in its mouth.
Contrary to popular belief, not all goldfish behave the same-different goldfish behave differently, even with a short term memory. Just like a hyper or a calm dog, there are several types of fish that will swim all day, and others that will barely swim fast at all.
Some people have been able to teach their goldfish tricks. Because they have a selective memory, some fish remember certain things. This is why fish get excited around feeding time. Some tricks include putting a ball in a net and following hand signals.
Goldfish don't have to eat the normal flakes- this actually dirties the tank, and is not suggested if you don't clean the tank regularly. Instead, you can feed your goldfish earthworms, romaine lettuce, or even cooked peas.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Sing a Song for Goldfish
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You've seen them everywhere- "The Snack that Smiles Back", a tiny goldfish with a smile that comes in almost all sizes and flavors. The classic goldfish, the Cheddar Goldfish, is usually a tiny cracker about an inch long and has about 140 calories per serving. The cracker also has vitamin a and c, and also is a source of calcium.
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Campbell Soup, which owns the Pepprigde farm goldfish, has catered to the health craze as well- the goldfish can now be found in easy 100 calorie pouches, perfect for dieting and snacking. One of the newest goldfish is made with a healthier whole grain. This supports the Peppridge Farm title of being one of the first companies to support the total elimination of trans fats.
The company has also taken lengths to create a happy and healthy goldfish image- the commercials take place under a child's bed, where Fin (the main Cheddar goldfish) goes on innocent adventures with his friends. The same animators of Wallace and Gromit will be animating most of these commercials.
"The Goldfish brand is uniquely positioned to communicate positive messages to children," said Steve White, who spoke on behalf of goldfish. As well as it should- children are the main consumers of goldfish snacks.
It comes in more than 10 flavors, and some consistent ones are: original, cheddar, parmesan, pretzel, pizza, and whole grain. The more exciting goldfish flavors, such as Xtra Chedda, Xplosive Pizza, and Jalapeno cheese are available in selective goldfish locations.
But the most popular goldfish flavor remains the classic goldfish, the same one that has been around much longer than the others.
The goldfish brand doesn't seem like its going anywhere anytime soon, either.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
The Fish Effect- Love, Labor, and Loss
Joe*, who sits across from me, tells me the story of his first heartbreak. He remembers walking into his room, looking around, and relizing that someone was missing.
"Ahhh, I'm gonna jerk some tears for this one. I was about to go to bed...and I only had two things left to do. I had to clean my fishbowl and change the water...and then I had to brush my teeth. Okay, um, so, sorry, I started to fill my fishbowl...it was kinda dark, only my night light, and I looked down..."
Joe was unable to finish this sentance as he broke down, and punched the table with his bare fist.
Joe is one of the many affected by fish suicide. It leaves only a shell of a man, his eyes are now glassy and welling with the ghost of his dead companion.
"Um, I have liek 40 goldfish. I don't know. Oh! I know, my fish was called blinky! Yeah. I remember why I named it that- after that Ms. Pac-man character."
Devastating, I felt my own eyes water as I listened, enraptured, to his woeful tale. It is undescribable, the loss of a companion who loves you unconditionally, who's life was composed of simple joys... who's life, you feel, is undeniably in your own two hands.
"Continue," I told him. He choked on his words. He shook his head with sadness. "I understand I told him." He swallowed hard and went on:
"Yeah, so, um, wait, where am I?"
I looked at him confused. He gazed off into the distance.
"So I thought I put the right amount of water in the bowl, then I proceeded to brush my teeth, super fast, for I had businnes to do. I had to turn off my night light. SO then I carried the bowl like a sacred artifact to the bathroom. I don't remember that much. It wasnt' really a big deal. I hated that fish. He was a bully and a jerk. I went to bed and dreamt of cabbage and little kids. I woke up and I looked to my fish and give it its morning kiss. I usually put on my snorkel and scuba dive in there and give him a big wet one.
He wasn't there.
I was DEVASTATED. I've never felt so alone in my entire life. I was frantic, I ran around the room to see where he was. I ran in circles, for heaven sake, tearing my hair out of my head and praying for god to give me what's his name back. Later that day I was going to my grandmother's house. She's my favorite. I was planning on visiting with her- not after this tragedy though. I couldn't face her smiling face, knowing that somewhere Blinky was lying dead on the floor. She had taken too much vicadin and couldnt' even remember my name. In her confustion, she broke the bowl and fell to the floor. When she was on the floor, she found Blinky's dead carcus. She ate it, thinking it was a burrito of some sort. My grandmother is an immigrant from Mexico. "
Joe took his glass of wine and held it up to the light, swirling it in the glass. He lifted his cigar out of the ashtray with his other hand and took a long puff.
"I'm not one to drag on..." He said, "but this story cannot be cut short. Soon after I got a tatoo with a portrait of blinky, in old english that says ride til ya die."
"Ride...till you die?" I asked.
"Yeah...me and...Blinky? Yeah, me and Blinky rode a lot." He looked out the window, and sighed. "Yes, we had some good times."
"Maybe you shouldnt have taken your fish in the car..."
"Oh, he liked it." Joe assured me, nodding his head vigorously. "As much as my grandmother liked burritos." At that, he broke down again, spilling his wine all over his lap. "Yes, just as much."
*Name has been changed.
"Ahhh, I'm gonna jerk some tears for this one. I was about to go to bed...and I only had two things left to do. I had to clean my fishbowl and change the water...and then I had to brush my teeth. Okay, um, so, sorry, I started to fill my fishbowl...it was kinda dark, only my night light, and I looked down..."
Joe was unable to finish this sentance as he broke down, and punched the table with his bare fist.
Joe is one of the many affected by fish suicide. It leaves only a shell of a man, his eyes are now glassy and welling with the ghost of his dead companion.
"Um, I have liek 40 goldfish. I don't know. Oh! I know, my fish was called blinky! Yeah. I remember why I named it that- after that Ms. Pac-man character."
Devastating, I felt my own eyes water as I listened, enraptured, to his woeful tale. It is undescribable, the loss of a companion who loves you unconditionally, who's life was composed of simple joys... who's life, you feel, is undeniably in your own two hands.
"Continue," I told him. He choked on his words. He shook his head with sadness. "I understand I told him." He swallowed hard and went on:
"Yeah, so, um, wait, where am I?"
I looked at him confused. He gazed off into the distance.
"So I thought I put the right amount of water in the bowl, then I proceeded to brush my teeth, super fast, for I had businnes to do. I had to turn off my night light. SO then I carried the bowl like a sacred artifact to the bathroom. I don't remember that much. It wasnt' really a big deal. I hated that fish. He was a bully and a jerk. I went to bed and dreamt of cabbage and little kids. I woke up and I looked to my fish and give it its morning kiss. I usually put on my snorkel and scuba dive in there and give him a big wet one.
He wasn't there.
I was DEVASTATED. I've never felt so alone in my entire life. I was frantic, I ran around the room to see where he was. I ran in circles, for heaven sake, tearing my hair out of my head and praying for god to give me what's his name back. Later that day I was going to my grandmother's house. She's my favorite. I was planning on visiting with her- not after this tragedy though. I couldn't face her smiling face, knowing that somewhere Blinky was lying dead on the floor. She had taken too much vicadin and couldnt' even remember my name. In her confustion, she broke the bowl and fell to the floor. When she was on the floor, she found Blinky's dead carcus. She ate it, thinking it was a burrito of some sort. My grandmother is an immigrant from Mexico. "
Joe took his glass of wine and held it up to the light, swirling it in the glass. He lifted his cigar out of the ashtray with his other hand and took a long puff.
"I'm not one to drag on..." He said, "but this story cannot be cut short. Soon after I got a tatoo with a portrait of blinky, in old english that says ride til ya die."
"Ride...till you die?" I asked.
"Yeah...me and...Blinky? Yeah, me and Blinky rode a lot." He looked out the window, and sighed. "Yes, we had some good times."
"Maybe you shouldnt have taken your fish in the car..."
"Oh, he liked it." Joe assured me, nodding his head vigorously. "As much as my grandmother liked burritos." At that, he broke down again, spilling his wine all over his lap. "Yes, just as much."
*Name has been changed.
Old Fish
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Old Fish
Many people are interested in their ancestery, their heritige, and even the roots of their own evolution. Indeed, man has gone through many changes to become the homeosapien that he is today. But not many people stop to wonder about the origins of fish, even though the oldest fish were much more impressive than early man.
The picture above, the Dunkoste
us Terelli, was probably one of the meanest pre-historic fish around, and one of the main predators too. It was about 33 feet long and could bite a shark in half. It is a placoderm, which means that instead of a soft skin it was armoured.
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The most terrifying thing about the Dunkosteus was its bite- instead of teeth, the fish had developed gnathal plates that could exert 8,000 pounds of pressure- that's more than a great white shark, and also rivals the T-rex.
Becuase these mean prehistoric fish are long gone, man has little to worry about these huge predators.
But there are some fish that date all the way back to the beginning of time that still swim around today. One example is the coelacanth, who can live up to 100 years. It is not as fierce as the dunkosteus, but it still thrives today, which says something for its endurance.
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The most intimidating prehistoric animal by far would be the Megadon, or the Giant Shark. Because it's body was made of cartilage, not bone, it has been difficult to find an accurate size. However, the smallest guess has been around 52 feet. "The Grandaddy of all Sharks" is rumoured to be the ancestor of the much smaller great white, and has teeth that are bigger than a man's hands. It had an amazing diet as well- while other sharks feasted on small fish fish, this shark ate whales.
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