So when I started this blogging thing I wrote a little about our poor pathetic abused and neglected fish that just won't die no matter how bad we treat it. Well just a quick update...
The water was dark orange, murky and down to about an inch and a half and the poor thing practically had to swim on his side so I decided It was about time I dealt with it. I filled up a pitcher with water and let it sit all day so it could get to the same room temp. as the tank water. That evening I asked Logan to take the pitcher (sitting on the kitchen counter) and add it to the tank. simple enough...
He and his 13 year old half listening brain couldn't understand that I meant the pitcher with WATER in it and thought I meant the coffee pot 3 inches from the WATER pitcher. He asked "this one right here mom?" and me not looking just said yes.
Next thing I know he is yelling " there is coffee in here mom!" OH ya... that would be because it IS a coffee pot Logan...
Anyway we spent the next 15 or 20 minutes trying to rescue the fish who now was barely moving. I had to put him in fresh water and hope that the temp. change wouldn't do him in but hopefully revive him from his caffeine overdose.
It wasn't looking good for the fish but it was for me, if you know what I mean. Could it finally be over for this 9 year old fish?
Sure enough he is alive and swimming still this morning.
No comments:
Post a Comment