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  1. Huzzah! Good. I'll post again once he's in QT, although with any luck it will be a fairly benign sort of medicating period. If that bubble grows, though, y'all will have to not hold me responsible for any squicked-out shrieking that occurs. (Also aw, poor Steve Urkel. I guess having his eye removed entirely would sort of fix the issue!!)
  2. Thanks guys! I've got a quarantine tank stabilizing in the basement - I'll run out tonight and get some epsom salt, since all I've got at the moment is regular old aquarium-type salt, and we'll get him on the road to recovery. Or at least, the road to hopefully maybe looking slightly less like a character in a horror movie. (Not that he sort of didn't already... ) Helen, if it's not fluid retention, a five-day epsom soak won't make anything worse, will it? Oh, go for it. There are weirder things that can happen with other varieties of goldfish -- think about orandas, and the way you sometimes have to trim their wens! And to be honest, Sirius has been very healthy (much more so than, for example, my fantail) with the sole exception of his Eyeballs of Doom. And in a worse-case scenario... so what? Their eyeball falls off because it hits the filter intake wrong, and then you've got a slightly lopsided fish. It'll add to his character.
  3. Test Results for the Following: * Ammonia Level 0 * Nitrite Level 0 * Nitrate level 5 * Ph Level, Tank (If possible, KH, GH and chloramines) 7.6 * Ph Level, Tap (If possible, KH, GH and chloramines) 7.6 Other Required Info: * Brand of test-kit used and whether strips or drops? API Drops * Water temperature? <70 * Tank size (how many gals.) and how long has it been running? 30 gallons, three years * What is the name and "size of the filter"(s)? Penguin Biowheel 100 and Penguin Biowheel 200 * How often do you change the water and how much? Alternate weekly 50% and 75% * How many days ago was the last water change and how much did you change? Two days ago, 50% * How many fish in the tank and their size? Two fish, approx 2” and 3” (body length) * What kind of water additives or conditioners? Prime * What do you feed your fish and how often? Once a day, either veggies, gel food, frozen brine shrimp or pellets * Any new fish added to the tank? No * Any medications added to the tank? No * List entire medication/treatment history for fish and tank. Please include salt, Prazi, PP, etc and the approximate time and duration of treatment. There is no way to list history. Assume at one time or another he has been treated for everything, but not treated for ANYTHING in the past six months. * Any unusual findings on the fish such as "grains of salt," bloody streaks, frayed fins or fungus? No * Any unusual behavior like staying at the bottom, not eating, etc.? No I don't want to sound like I'm not panicking when I should be, but he has had that pool of blood in his giant eye for literally three years now, without it changing. At the time, we treated it with salt and... something else, I can't remember at this point, and quarantined for a month. And about a year ago, he was quarantined and salted again after a particularly rough bout of mate-chasing left him kind of battered and bruised. It has stayed pooled there throughout with no apparent ill effects. Except now, with the eye bubble....
  4. Hey friends! It has been a while, but clearly I cannot permanently stay away from the Disease forum. As anyone who remembers Sirius the Telescope might remember, he has over the past three years or so started slowly growing uneven. In the eyeballs. I don’t know how fish eyes work, but imagine there are two water balloons and they’re connected by a straw, and you’re gradually squeezing one of them so that it empties out, but the balloon on the other side has to get bigger and bigger and BIGGER to compensate, and you’ll have a pretty good visual of what’s happening. Initially, I tried hot water, cold water, brackish water, salt water, Prazi, swabs, Medigold, and every over-the-counter drops that PetDumb sells. I bare-bottomed the tank and took all possible knock-his-eye-off accessories out, replaced the media a couple of times in case there was an eyeball eating virus hanging around, and basically was a crazy person. But after a while, he started acting stressed out by all my frantic “cure” attempts, and I figured whatever, he’ll do what he does, and as long as he’s eating and swimming and laying eggs like a champ (he’s a she, clearly) I won’t worry too much about the fact that he’s flat on one side, and gigantic and pooling blood on the other. So for the past year or two since then, I just check the ammonia, nitrate/nitrite, and Ph levels daily, and I keep his water so clean I pretty much would be willing to drink out of it. That’s the back story. But NOW, guys. He’s mutating. I don’t even. Look at this. You might say to yourself, “Minx, what is that?!” And I will say, “I have no idea, but it looks like a bubble. Like he’s growing a bubble. Out of where his collapsed eyeball used to be. He’s spontaneously becoming a bubble eye. Make it stop!” I just... ... I hesitate to even ask, but… has anyone… had any experience with this? Um. Or have any ideas about what I can do to make him stop? Because God knows I love him, but every time I look at him now my stomach sort of flips. (And no, he doesn’t appear to notice. He’s still eating fine, swimming fine, laying eggs fine, terrorizing Bob fine, etc. Thank goodness he's blind, I guess, because if I were him I would seriously be freaking the heck out whenever I noticed my reflection on the side of the tank.) Help.
  5. Of course they want a wave pool. Who wouldn't want one? I'm SO SCARED of wave pools!! I used to absolutely love them, and then I decided to be all brave and go to the very, very very very deep end, at which point I was sucked under and almost drowned. Minx = not a strong swimmer. Alas.
  6. I was changing the bird bath in my parakeets' cage this morning (while waiting for the tow truck to come and get my car, which I accidentally somehow drove into a ditch earlier) (still waiting for them, actually...) and my older bird, in a ridiculously uncharacteristic desire for freedom, threw herself out the door while my back was turned. Once she got out, she panicked, because she's all institutionalized and feral and has never been allowed to fly free in my apartment. So, screaming, she began ricocheting off of the walls. I started screaming too, which probably didn't help matters--and I know that chasing after her and trying to catch her in a laundry basket didn't help either. Anyway, eventually she hit one wall too many and slid straight down onto my goldfish tank. Kids, I have never been more relieved in the WORLD that I've got a lid on it--the ridiculous part is this isn't the first time my birds have gotten out and made a beeline for the tank. What possesses them? They've got a very nice bath of their own--do they seriously want a wave pool too!?
  7. I read that book under my desk in fifth grade -- one of my classmates had a copy that her sister had given her. I remembered it as being this torrid, romantic thriller, so you can imagine my shock when I reread it a few months ago and realized it was garbage. I still read it cover to cover, of course. It might have been garbage, but it was classic garbage. I'm convinced they're breeding just to annoy me, but happiness is a nicer thought!!!!
  8. WHOO! If there's one thing I am a fan of, it is totally throwing bedtime to the wind in favor of playing online. (Curse you, fanfiction, you have kept me up so many nights....)
  9. I checked on the babies today, and dear God no, the entire tank was covered in eggs. I mean, it looked like an explosion had gone off in a fish egg factory. Absolutely ridiculous. I'm not too worried about them hatching, because of the weird crispy-shell issue that seems to affect the majority of what they lay (see this post that no one had an answer to, aha), but it was still a little alarming. "Children!" I calmly shrieked at them. "What have I told you!?" "That I shouldn't be sexing up my tiny deformed sibling?" said Bob. "That I shouldn't be sexed up by my gigantic equally deformed sibling?" said McGee. "Exactly!" "But Mooooooooom..." "THIS IS NOT FLOWERS IN THE ATTIC!!!!! INCEST IS NOT AN OPTION!!!" They looked properly chastened, but I'm not holding my breath.
  10. Oooh, fantastic ideas!! I threw a whole piece of cooked pear in today; the two babies are currently swimming around it in circles trying to decide if they should make a coordinated attack, or send the shrimp in first to see if the pear is dangerous. I've never made fruit gel food. I imagine it smells much better than the one I make with beef heart.
  11. In an attempt to distract me from Chester's passing, McGee decided to develop some sort of weird red sore running the length of his stomach. He appears to be ridiculously proud of it. ("Hey Mommy! Hey! Hey! See, I'm wounded and freakish too! You can dote on ME now!!!") I'm not planning on doing anything too dramatic with it for now; I'll keep an eye on him, though, and if alien babies start erupting from his midsection I'll be sure to let y'all know. In related fry news, Bob has learned to like fruits and vegetables. It was an uphill battle for him, but I think it was parsley that finally changed his mind. Upside: I can now fling whatever I'm having to eat (ie pieces of orange, pear, lettuce, etc) into the tank, and he goes at it like it's his job. Downside: He has started eating the plants. CURSES! If only they made spray for fishes like they do for dogs--you know, the kind that tastes like Sour and is supposed to keep your puppy from gnawing on the legs of your antique dining room table? I'd love to have something like that for my poor, increasingly-shabby-looking anubias. This is probably a question I'll have to ask the main board, but does anyone have any thoughts on how to get McGee eating fruits and veggies too? He can almost manage squished up gel food (although because of the loose consistency he has difficulty keeping it in his mouth) but no matter how small I chop up pieces of pea they're still too big for him to handle. If you were going to be feeding something to a fish who can only tackle food the size of Hikari Micro Pellets, what would you suggest? I'm almost at the point where I'm going to stick a banana in a blender and throw the entire gooey mess into the tank. He'll eat it just by accidentally inhaling!!
  12. Dave, my babies are laying eggs like it's their job, and the smaller one (who I *think* is the female) is just over two inches, counting the tail. They were a year old in August, and I noticed eggs showing up in the tank a few months after that. Of course, none of them have successfully hatched yet...
  13. And it's official: Chester passed away last night after a ridiculously short bout of dropsy. I'm actually feeling fairly okay about it. Like I had said, he had been sick for a long time, and was getting fairly old in even in people years. For a goldfish that I bought for $1.25 at the grocery store (which my Mom continues to mock me about: "You paid money for a goldfish that was floating sideways and bleeding?!") I think he had a pretty good run. Not that it stopped me from sniffling all over the place, much to the horror of my well-meaning but pet-challenged boyfriend. I'm going to tell you though, guys, that there was a super crazy moment last night. I'd moved Chester upstairs to be in his quarantine tank, and was sitting down in the living room with the rest of the goldies, ostensibly to read a book but mainly so I could keep an eye on them. They always followed Chester's lead; if he was having a bad day and was lying on his side on the bottom, Sirius and Angst would be right there with him, on their sides, freaking me the heck out. So when I plucked Chester up off the bottom yesterday to quarantine, the other two were also down there with him, buried under the plants. And when I moved him, they stayed there, sunk. Which I found unnerving. So I read, and they sat, and I read, and they sat, and I poked at the tank, and they sat, and I read. And then all of a sudden they started whipping around the tank, throwing rocks and leaves and really distressed shrimp in all directions. After about twenty seconds of it, they both settled down and started to swim like normal fish again. ... Are you ready for this? When I went back upstairs, Chester had died. And it's ridiculous, and it's anthropomorphism, and it's me attributing psychic powers to animals that swim in mindless circles all day, but I really do think that somehow they knew he had died and were reacting to it. How's that for something from a boring episode of Twilight Zone, huh? Anyway, RIP, baby -- and I apologize again for that time freshman year when I tried to feed you uncooked carrots and you almost choked to death right there in your tiny, inadequately-aerated bowl.
  14. Well kids, it looks like Chester is officially on his way out. He has been getting slower over the past couple of weeks -- missing food on his first lunge, kind of drifting instead of swimming purposefully, etc -- so I'm not incredibly surprised. When I checked on him last night, he had sunk to the bottom and was curled up in the corner, and definitely starting to show signs of dropsy. I've got him in quarantine now with meds and soothing music, but it might just be time. Poor baby. He's had so many illnesses in the ten years I've had him, that I think it's better if he just kind of eases off... but I did run out to get clove oil this morning, if it looks like I need to help him on his way. Meh. I'll keep y'all updated.
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