Killer Fish on the homestead!

"I'm not dead! Help me! Help me! 9.1.1" "It was fun while it lasted bother Link" "Poor Guy" "Doesn't know he's next"

I was talking to my dad last night listening to him tell me how fabulous I am... and I caught a glimpse of my fish... swimming around... double the size... "what in hell is in Killers mouth?" Killer is the largest fish in the tank and when I first got him he went around nipping all of the tails off of my other fish. Especially Finny. Finny was the runt of the litter. He sat in the corner at the bottom of the tank barely able to swim because Killer ate his fins.

 Anyway, I thought Finny was sure to die so I went and got more fish. Some neon tetra's and a Tiger barb and another smaller Killer... who knows maybe Killer was lonely?. Killer was still angry but settled down a little and Finny grew his fins back along with the rest of the fish. I think the problem is that at the pet store they didn't have labels on the tanks saying whether these were community fish or aggressive fish. I think Killer is part Piranha. He is so angry. AND hungry. I should just name him "mini me".

Any-who.... I had wet hands when I went to feed them the other day and wasn't paying attention. I overfed the fish... like little idiots they went around and ate all of it... the neon tetras (the weakest links) were so fat that I thought they were going bust open. So I didn't feed them the next day.

Remember what I told you in my earlier blogs about a schedule? My fish are on a schedule....

This is what happens when you don't feed my fish.

Left to right: Tiger , Killer and Little Killer.  Thats Killer in the middle. He's part Piranha I think. 

I forgot to feed the fish today so they ate the weakest link.

the weakest link. A half munched neon tetra.



So I took these pictures last night... They ate the rest of Link and then ate his brother.  There is so much death happening on the homestead that I think I should just open a slaughter house called "Nature"

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My dad couldn't help himself after hearing me scream "NO KILLER NO!!" at the fish tank and hung up on him... He wrote this poem and emailed it to me fist thing this morning.

In My Aquarium

By: Bev

My red white and blue Beta,
Through despondency
Or fits of pique

Or perhaps near-sightedness,

Kills

His fellow fish.

Since Tuesday,

He's eaten three,

Which morally

Invites

Eviction, this exhibition of

Unkindness.

Yet though pretty,

Each victim cost

A mere fifty cents.

And while guilty,

My Beta was a two dollar

Bargain.

Therefore,

I'll keep him,

Since fifty thrice

Is fifty less

Than my Beta's

Bargain Price.