As the Water Churns
Sep. 10th, 2003 01:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I wonder if there's something seriously wrong with my 20 gallon tank, or if I'm just having a bad run of luck, or something else. I don't know. Friday night, one of my glass catfish was swimming in circles, with occasional darting. Glass catfish, also called ghost glass fish, or ghost glass catfish, are completely transparent. Really. They're odd and remarkable. Their usual behavior is to hang in place, undulating quickly, usually behind plants in a good current. Swimming in broad circles is not normal behavior. Neither is darting, especially not since he kept on running into things. Very bad. I put him in the hospital tank on Saturday, and have tried various medications on him. He's gotten a little better, and then a little worse, and as of last night, he looked pretty bad.
Tropical fish diseases are either remarkably under-researched, or the information is hidden from profane eyes as if it were the inner rites of the OTO. The woman at the fish store said that he had "whirling disease", and that it was not only incurable but genetic. The Web says that whirling disease is common amongst trout and salmon, and is caused by a two-stage parasite. So, yet again, common terms among aquarists have no relationship to the rest of the world. What does my pretty little glass fish have? I haven't a foggy clue. I'm going to have to put him down, tonight. He's still swimming in circles, he's stopped eating, and his body is becoming foggy. One of the fascinating facts about ghost glass catfish is that they become opaque after death, even though they are completely transparent while alive. I'm assuming that the fogginess in his abdomen means that tissue is dying.
I hate putting down fish. I use clove oil, so it's not a very gruesome process, but I always feel sorry and guilty. After all, the poor beast was my responsibility once I bought him. I bought three glass catfish last February. What can the trouble be, that he's dying now? It's not something from the outside, after all this time. All the new fish have been through at least a 2 week quarantine before being added to the tank. You know what's worse than putting a fish down? Putting him down while having absolutely no clue why. Is there a contagious disease loose in my aquarium? Is it an isolated incident? Are all my fish going to die? Is there anything I can do? And what about...Naomi?
I'm also down to one loach -- again. The clown loaches are another mystery. They must die, there's no way to jump out of the tank, but there are also no corpses in the water. I've lost, what, six or seven loaches, all together, and never a single body in all that time. Not in the filter, not in a hidey-hole, not floating, not on the bottom, they just vanish, without a trace. The last one to vanish was rather sickly-looking. He'd had a bad case of Ich, along with the green neons, but all of them had recovered from that. He'd been tooling about the tank cheerfully with the other loach, poking around and having fun for several weeks after being sick. He remained too skinny, and his tail was frayed, but I figured he'd recover over time. Guess not. It's less distressing to have a fish vanish than it is to have to put one down, but I'm left with the same questions, which really boil down to, "What the hell is going on?"
The bright spot is my 30 gallon tank. I bought a cute baby blood parrot, still all brown and stripey, and a turquoise severum, about a third the size of the full-grown one there. The larger blood parrot in that tank is called Wesley, The Dread Parrot Roberts, so I've named the little one Buttercup. I sing the Gilbert and Sullivan song to her, cross-threading my literary references. The severum looks blue/purple in some lights, and I've named him Hello, My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare to Die. Usually, though, I abbreviate it to Inigo. (And before you start raving about the movie, please be aware that I have an extremely limited tolerance for the movie, and am often moved to hate it thoroughly. The book is the thing I treasure. [The first edition paperback also has what may be the most inappropriate cover art, ever.]) Last Sunday, I was in the fish store looking for medicine for the glass fish, and noticed that they were having a sale on angel fish. I bought 3 golden angel fish, each the size of a quarter. I can't tell them apart, so I call them the Three Silver Pennies.
I'd hoped to move the bristle-nose pl*co, Pachinko, over to the 30 gallon soon, but I think I'll wait a while longer. The 30 gallon needs a good algae eater, but it doesn't need a communicable disease.
I lost two mystery snails, too, just recently. They were in the 6 gallon. Could it just be the heat? 90 degrees is not a good temperature for fish. Hmm. Floating bags of ice can lower the temperature, but it's remarkably labor-intensive, and I'm not home during the day, so I have to dump the problem on my housemates, which I hate to do.
Fish! Plants! Arghh!
Tropical fish diseases are either remarkably under-researched, or the information is hidden from profane eyes as if it were the inner rites of the OTO. The woman at the fish store said that he had "whirling disease", and that it was not only incurable but genetic. The Web says that whirling disease is common amongst trout and salmon, and is caused by a two-stage parasite. So, yet again, common terms among aquarists have no relationship to the rest of the world. What does my pretty little glass fish have? I haven't a foggy clue. I'm going to have to put him down, tonight. He's still swimming in circles, he's stopped eating, and his body is becoming foggy. One of the fascinating facts about ghost glass catfish is that they become opaque after death, even though they are completely transparent while alive. I'm assuming that the fogginess in his abdomen means that tissue is dying.
I hate putting down fish. I use clove oil, so it's not a very gruesome process, but I always feel sorry and guilty. After all, the poor beast was my responsibility once I bought him. I bought three glass catfish last February. What can the trouble be, that he's dying now? It's not something from the outside, after all this time. All the new fish have been through at least a 2 week quarantine before being added to the tank. You know what's worse than putting a fish down? Putting him down while having absolutely no clue why. Is there a contagious disease loose in my aquarium? Is it an isolated incident? Are all my fish going to die? Is there anything I can do? And what about...Naomi?
I'm also down to one loach -- again. The clown loaches are another mystery. They must die, there's no way to jump out of the tank, but there are also no corpses in the water. I've lost, what, six or seven loaches, all together, and never a single body in all that time. Not in the filter, not in a hidey-hole, not floating, not on the bottom, they just vanish, without a trace. The last one to vanish was rather sickly-looking. He'd had a bad case of Ich, along with the green neons, but all of them had recovered from that. He'd been tooling about the tank cheerfully with the other loach, poking around and having fun for several weeks after being sick. He remained too skinny, and his tail was frayed, but I figured he'd recover over time. Guess not. It's less distressing to have a fish vanish than it is to have to put one down, but I'm left with the same questions, which really boil down to, "What the hell is going on?"
The bright spot is my 30 gallon tank. I bought a cute baby blood parrot, still all brown and stripey, and a turquoise severum, about a third the size of the full-grown one there. The larger blood parrot in that tank is called Wesley, The Dread Parrot Roberts, so I've named the little one Buttercup. I sing the Gilbert and Sullivan song to her, cross-threading my literary references. The severum looks blue/purple in some lights, and I've named him Hello, My Name Is Inigo Montoya, You Killed My Father, Prepare to Die. Usually, though, I abbreviate it to Inigo. (And before you start raving about the movie, please be aware that I have an extremely limited tolerance for the movie, and am often moved to hate it thoroughly. The book is the thing I treasure. [The first edition paperback also has what may be the most inappropriate cover art, ever.]) Last Sunday, I was in the fish store looking for medicine for the glass fish, and noticed that they were having a sale on angel fish. I bought 3 golden angel fish, each the size of a quarter. I can't tell them apart, so I call them the Three Silver Pennies.
I'd hoped to move the bristle-nose pl*co, Pachinko, over to the 30 gallon soon, but I think I'll wait a while longer. The 30 gallon needs a good algae eater, but it doesn't need a communicable disease.
I lost two mystery snails, too, just recently. They were in the 6 gallon. Could it just be the heat? 90 degrees is not a good temperature for fish. Hmm. Floating bags of ice can lower the temperature, but it's remarkably labor-intensive, and I'm not home during the day, so I have to dump the problem on my housemates, which I hate to do.
Fish! Plants! Arghh!
Pardon the intrusion ...
Date: 2003-09-10 12:50 pm (UTC)I mention it because he distributes an ornamental aquaculture newsletter with lots of information about fish culture and disease, via e-mail. And because he's affiliated with the Extension Service, he also takes questions.
See
http://seagrant.oregonstate.edu/extension/aquarium.html
for contact information.
(I came to your journal via
Re: Pardon the intrusion ...
Date: 2003-09-10 09:54 pm (UTC)I wonder how much of the problem has been heat and pH. I don't know why the pH has been fluctuating, lately. We've also had some 90 degree days, and my house isn't air conditioned. I need to go bang my head against water chemistry, again.
I chickened out on putting down the sick fish, today. I want to be more certain that it's not curable. Since I don't even know what it is...
My last loach was in hiding most of today. When he finally came out, he looked weak and emaciated. I'm worried about him, he was the picture of health only a week ago.
Thanks again for the URL. I was poking about there this afternoon, in fact.
Re: Pardon the intrusion ...
Date: 2003-09-10 10:46 pm (UTC)Missing Fish
Date: 2003-09-10 01:40 pm (UTC)Re: Missing Fish
Date: 2003-09-10 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-10 08:36 pm (UTC)Sorry about your fish. I have difficulty with plants so I don't even try with animals.
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Date: 2003-09-10 10:16 pm (UTC)When I discovered that the framing story was untrue, I felt a flash of betrayal, just a cold touch on the back of my neck reminding me that the world was not a fairy story, even though we need to believe in them. The book is very dark. It weaves a pretty fairy tale, made of air and light, but the structural supports are of steel and bone, and now and then there's the brilliant flash of gunfire.
It's the darkness I prize in that book. The cold fingers of death reaching through the archetypical tale of happy endings, creating a depth and shape that wasn't there, before. For me, the mixture of the bleak, Vietnam-era despair and the tale of a golden-haired princess meld into a true tale, where neither of them had been true on their own. I wish I had the book to hand. What's the Grandfather's description? All that.
It was once described to me as an anti-Vietnam book. That chimed, instantly. I understood it completely. I haven't been able to explain why I agree with that assessment, but I think it is a true one. The war in Vietnam was supposed to be the good guys riding in to save the downtrodden, chase the bad guys away, and everyone would live happily ever after. Real life and real death interfered with that ideal. There's a way in which many Vietnam War supporters seemed as if they were choosing to live in a fairy tale, rather than grapple with the fairy tale and it's underpinnings, pretending that the only thing going on what was on top.
If I can disconnect my brain from the book, the movie's all right. There's an occasional scene that I think is just horrible -- the sequence on the boat with Buttercup, for instance -- but over all, it's an average movie. If only they hadn't made it out of one of my favorite books.
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Date: 2003-09-11 12:30 pm (UTC)I suppose part of it having seen the movie first I was expecting bitter sweet chocolate. Instead I felt like I got a pickle with a chocolate bar wrapper. I mean it felt like a horrible bait and switch when it look like a ride off into the sunset ending and then it turns into A Series of Unfortunate Events. I did like the first book, The Bad Beginning because I knew going in that it would turn out badly.
And I did really love the movie, so in a weird sort of way the book seemed like a bad novelization of a movie I really liked. Even though logically I know it came first.
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Date: 2003-09-11 04:43 am (UTC)Fishies.
Date: 2003-09-30 03:03 pm (UTC)Re: Fishies.
Date: 2003-09-30 03:14 pm (UTC)-Kim