Well after a month it looks like everything has finally caught up to me. Yesterday, Benders long fight ended when I found him lifeless at the bottom of the tank.
I actually tried poking him to see if he was just to weak to swim. I also brought him to the surface in the net and checked to see if hiss gills were moving, but it was too late. I quickly took him out of the tank and brought him to the porcelain goddess to meet his final resting place.
Murphy's Law intervened in the form of a 2 year old taking a bath asking me "what are you doing dad?", to which I responded, "throwing away some trash". I didn't even have the heart to tell him what had happened. Of course, Bender was his favorite fish, which probably had something to do with being the most fun to say.
The following 2 hours consisted of a large water change and a lot of contemplation. I really wanted to give up the hobby right then and there, but my wife intervened and noted how much enjoyment the kids have gotten out of the fish.
It would figure that at the end of the month something like this would happen.
With another trip scheduled for this weekend, I fear that the. Rest of the fish may share the same fate.
I am not exactly sure what happened to Bender, whether it was constipation or a swimming bladder problem, but I a almost positive that he died from not eating anything in 3 days. I attempted to segregate him this morning to eat with no success. It may have been too late...
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