Friday the 13th

I would never have considered myself a superstitious person. I don't walk under ladders, not because of superstition but because I don't want anything to drop on my head!

Now not being superstitious by nature, Friday the 13th shouldn't be a problem, so you would think.

The day did not get off to a good start. I got up as usual and began the morning rituals: put the kettle on, feed the cat, feed the fish. All fairly normal so far except when feeding the fish I found a dead one. DH was summoned from his slumbers to remove said fish and we all continued with the preparations for the day.

The postman arrived with a parcel at 8.20 (now this was unusual!!), DH & DS had left for work & school on time - so far so good.

Now most Fridays, and this one was no exception, I do what I have to for Krafted Keepsakes in the morning and then Friday afternoons I make a start on cleaning the fish tanks. I cleaned my tank, raked the gravel, clipped the plants and made sure everyone was happy. I then moved onto the big tank and that was when everything went rapidly downhill. As I switched on the light I noticed a dead fish at the bottom. I removed the lid of the tank and found another, floating on the top. Further investigation revealed 2 more - what was going on??

I removed the dead ones and then tested the water - nothing abnormal showed. Now the big question, what to do next? Whatever was going on it was killing the fish! After a quick call to DH we decided the only thing we could do was to do a big water change- which we did. Friday evening was spent pulling dead fish from the tank - this carried on until Sunday morning. We'd done everything that we could, water changes, adding chemicals, you name it we tried it! Still no improvement - we even phoned our friend on Sunday morning but between us we couldn't solve the problem, though it was appreciated that we had someone to call who understood our despair.

For some reason, the filter has stopped working. Now if the filter had been mechanical we could have fixed it (and quickly) but the filter relies on cultures of good bacteria that are built up over time. We decided that as we had so few fish left that we would do yet another massive water change. DH & DS set to and as the lid was opened DS exclaimed "that's what our school toilets smell like on a Friday!" BINGO!! toilet smell = ammonia. Our fish were being poisoned by ammonia. We completed the water change, added some bacteria culture and some furniture and plants from the small tank (which would also have healthy bacteria on them) and hoped for the best.

By midnight, the tank had stabilized and no more fish had died - finally we were getting somewhere. This morning was the same - no more casualties. Having spent the weekend in tears (caused by despair and frustration) I am now allowing myself to feel "cautiously optimistic".

All in all we lost 18 out of 23 fish (about EUR 100). Its not about the money, its about these little critters that we have bought and added over a period of time and have got to know and love for their own characters.

R.I.P.
3 x Cory's
5 x Red minor
1 x ott
2 x kuhli loach
1 x silver tipped tetra
2 x tiger barb (affectionately known as Tweedledum & Tweedledee)
2 x Moon Fish - known as Baco & Foil
2 x Glass Fish

From now on, Friday the 13th ceases to exist. The next time it happens I'm staying in bed!!!!!!



Paul said...

Hi Lesley, now I understand your comments in the email, it the very least it can be very disheartening but very sad when you them grow and adapt to the older fish in the tank. Our tank suffered in a very similar way and now we are down to only 4 fish two originals and a couple of the babies that our bronze Cory's delivered.
Hopefully you have read my email by now and woken up ...lol

Lots of love Hazel & Paul

19 November 2009 21:26