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This has been a rough week. I lost two of my goldies that I've had the longest. I got Lacey (the white fantail) in July of 2013. She was dropped off at the fish store that I worked at by a woman who was being deployed with the military and couldn't keep her fish anymore. I took her in because I fell in love with her right away. I've had her ever since. I found Trinket at a PetSmart in January of 2014 and he was the tiniest thing ever. He had one little growth spurt, but never got very big in the whole time I had him. He was always my "Tiny Trink." Both fish moved with me from California to Minnesota last fall. I loved them both dearly. Unfortunately, sometimes you just can't save them from some of the problems that arise. Lacey and Trinket 2014 Lacey 2015 Trinket 2015
We came home from our trip Sunday night, and I noticed that Mousey had not eaten much of her food. I didn't think much of it, but then noticed a couple days later that it still looked the same. I had a sinking feeling that something was wrong. I was right. I had been dreading this day for a while now. Especially since I posted my thread back in April when I suspected that maybe Mousey was getting older and possibly sick (http://www.kokosgoldfish.invisionzone.com/forum/index.php?/topic/121288-worried-about-mousey/). I found her dead. But, she lived a long life for a mouse. I had her 2.5 years at least, and I'm guessing she was six months to a year old when I got her. She lived through some things I didn't think she would. She survived getting out and roaming around our apartment with a cat living there. She came across the country with us and had an adventure. I think she enjoyed smelling new places (how many mice get to stay in hotel rooms with their owners?). I'll miss you little buddy.
Willow had been in QT before we left for our cross country move, and seemed to be doing okay during the trip and even after I got him into the big tank... but two days ago he seemed to be having trouble, and when I pulled him out to look at him yesterday he could not keep equilibrium and had torn fins. Since before the move he had a bad habit of swimming straight into the glass and bottom of the tank face first. I think in the end there was some damage done during our trip, and being stuck in the bucket longer than had been expected (due to the movers being delayed) which just caught up with this tiny, delicate fish. It had been a struggle to keep him healthy before... I think he was just too weak. I'll miss you little guy.