Tag Archives: Fish

Emptier Nest

14 Oct

The past few days, the home front felt different and odd. Not used to it. The coming home and being home routines are unfamiliar without official pet number one around. The empty nest is now emptier.

No more sight of him waiting for us, no more insistent barks during our dinner time, no more demands to share our fruits or more of his snacks, no more snores or unabashed farts to break the silence, no more presence. In short, no more routines that we are used to. Sniffle…

Rooney was certainly a family member and a very vocal one, not just a pet like the fish or the tortoise, visible but silent.

Sad as it is, this is inevitable. We should be positive and look at the bright side; he lived a good and happy life – giving us many wonderful memories, annoying moments included.

He was a month and a day short of his 12th birthday, far longer than the eight to ten years typical for bull dogs. He will be dearly missed… Sniffle…

New Pets, Part 3

30 Aug

So now we have three Marimo Moss balls – Pete, Kate and Moses, and they live in the mini aquarium which we have relocated from the old spot. Historically, the old spot is not ideal because all the fishes and crayfishes go to pet heaven much earlier than we would have liked. Don’t know why, maybe it’s the air in that spot.

Now the mini aquarium is placed in the corner of living room and three Gnomes are tasked to guard it. It’s an adorable sight.

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See the difference in size the two little ones with the giant!

Bubbly!

20 Mar

We are still undecided on what to put in the little aquarium after Tuna went to pet heaven. Initially we left it empty and turned off the water pump. But so devoid of life and energy, it was unbearable. I guess we don’t want to retire the aquarium to the store like the crabarium (hermit crab aquarium) that we have.

So the fake plants went back in and the pump turned on again. Suddenly, it’s so lively and bubbly again until we put in some real live pets that is. 

 

Resting the Aquarium

28 Feb

I think after the sudden unexpected loss of Tuna, our crayfish, we will rest the little aquarium. No more pet fishes or crayfishes for now.

At one time, the losses were quite frequent, M2 said we should just keep pet rocks or pet water in there… Sigh.

Maybe we will just keep pet bubbles or better still, stick to bigger fishes and land pets.

 

How about some pet bubbles instead?

 

What to Name Your Fish

15 Oct

With the new aquarium and four new fishes, we were at a loss what to name them as we decided to give the name ‘Bob’ a rest. M2 and I separately checked out websites for ideas; she at bettafishhome.com and I at cuteness.com. My site had 100 popular names for fish and incidentally, Bob IS on the list too, sitting at number 42.

It’s hilarious what we found. In the end, she named her Betta, Svetlana (chortle!) as if it’s Russian or Eastern European when most Bettas are usually Asian especially from Thailand, hence Siamese. 

I decided to go with a less exotic name, Bubles and hubby named his, Finney. The fourth fish remains unnamed. Perhaps we will Skype with M1 for suggestions.

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New Pets Again!

13 Oct

Remember the aquarium we had and a fish called Bob Clayton? Then post-Bob era, all the fishes died? Well, we left the aquarium just filled with only water for the longest time and M2 reminded us that we had pet water.

Over the weekend, the status finally changed! Hubby bought some new fishes; this time some pretty looking Betta, otherwise known as fighting fish and the four new residents are enjoying their new home.

I just hope they last longer than the previous tenants. No decision yet whether to call them Bob or not though.

  

Our New Pets!

29 Sep

It is disheartening to note that the little aquarium can’t seem to house the latest batch of fishes. Remember Bob Clayton and the community post-Bob Clayton? All went to pet heaven.

Last week, M2 noticed the state of the aquarium and asked,”Daddy, you have new pets? I see some pet water and pet rocks.” Hardy-har-ha.

Maybe it is better to just let the aquarium be a table decor than what it’s supposed to be.

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Thanks Bob Clayton

16 Jan

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The community post-Bob Clayton era seems to be doing well. In fact, thriving and happy. So far there has not been any further deaths after his selfless sacrifice except for my phone.

I was admiring the aquarium with its yet-unnamed inhabitants a few days ago and I thought, “Aww… Aren’t you all so pretty!” and decided to take a picture to capture the prettiness, using my iPhone4.

I don’t know what happened exactly but I recall as I was about to swipe the camera from the locked state (of the phone) into action, it did not kick in. Am I that clumsy? I swiped again. And again no response. Then total darkness on the screen!

Horrors! What have I done?! I tried to press the home button. Blackness. I tried the On/Off button. Again blackness. Trying to maintain an unnatural natural calmness in this predicament, I announced, “My phone died.” to hubby and the girls.

“Yay! Mummy can get a new phone!”

“It died?” “How? What happened?”

Obviously there was concern but nobody came rushing forth to comfort me. M2 offered to fiddle with it but confirmed that it was indeed dead. Oh dear. What am I going to do?

Thank goodness the superhero Google Mum in me surfaced and, using the iPad Mini, managed to find the solution to the problem! The iPhone4 has been rescued and up and running fine since. Phew.

Bob Clayton Dies!

9 Jan

Right after I wrote about Bob Clayton, the unthinkable struck! Bob Clayton has mysteriously died. Noooooo….. The first thing that came to my mind was ‘The new replacements for our little fish tank did it!’ How dare they? Or could it still be the unsettling of the water? The pH balance not right?

We will never know. RIP Bob Clayton.

Bob Clayton Lives

7 Jan

We bought a new little aquarium recently. Simply because the little space next to the stairs lately has been calling for a little oomph there; so we decided a little fish home instead of another piece of furniture.

And when you have a little fish home, you got to have some little fish in it. So we bought three little albino tiger barbs and a little hypostomus plecostomus (in plain English, a sucker fish). M2 named the barbs Huey, Dewey and Louie. The plecostomus’ name, however, was debated between ‘Bob’ (to follow the other ‘Bobs’ in the pond) and ‘Clayton’ as suggested by M1. Undecided which name it shall be, the girls compromised and hence, Bob Clayton it became.

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Spot Bob!

For some unforeseen reason, Dewey did not lived pass the week and had gone to pet heaven. Then two days later, Louie followed suit, leaving Huey behind. Poor things. Unaware of Louie’s demise, I told the girls when we were out and they asked about Bob. “He’s ok,” I said and the girls sighed in unison, “Bob Clayton lives!”

We have since bought new replacements, yet to be named. Let’s hope they last a little longer.