Yes, today July 30, 2001, at 4:22 PM the yellow fish died. It might not have actually been today, it might have died yesterday, but anyways, here is the eulogy....
The yellow fish was one of the first two starter fish for a new 5.5 gallon aquarium. The yellow fish wasn't really picked in the sense "OH OH I want that one...", but instead was supposedly required with the nice looking male fish so that, I assume, the male fish didn't go gay. The yellow fish, at purchase, was fat and ugly, in fact, some said "I hope it dies," but what they really meant deep down was, "that sure is an ugly fish." The yellowfish was supposedly big with child at purchase, but alas, maybe was just big with gas, or maybe she was a puffer gold, err yellow, fish...we will never know. What we do know is there is no next generation yellow fish, at least in the aquarium that became her final resting place.
The yellow fish was kind of a, for lack of a better word, bitch at the start. The yellow fish made it it's duty to eat the male fishes tail......oh...we did not like the yellow fish. But, as time went on, the yellow fish relaxed and became normal, and the male fish died. More fish came and went, an army of algae eaters were added to the tank and died mysteriously in days. A fish was canabalized over thanksgiving break, eaten to bits. No one really knows which fish attacked first, but what we do is that the fish with the skeleton wrapped around the filter actacked first. Who attacked back? We don't know, but we'll say it was the yellow fish. Oh, yes, the yellow fish saw a lot. She saw one snail turn into 317, she saw 3 fish deaths, 7 new additions, and she saw 317 snails turn into 1018.
The yellow fish's life went on, days turned into nights, and nights into weeks, and weeks into months, and months into weeks, and weeks back into nights, and nights back into days, and days back into 4:22 PM July 30, 2001, and now, the yellow fish ie died.
Should the yellow fish not have been flushed? Perhaps it should have been broken into pieces and fed back to her friends? Perhaps nature should have just taken it's course and she would have been devoured by the snail plague that has taken over. We will never know the yellow fishes last wishes for her burial, but what we do know, is that the yellow fish is dead, and, in this man's humble opinion, she wanted her quasi-final resting place to be in my counties water system.
So..in closing, let us have a moment of silence, for the yellow fish...
Thank you.
The yellow fish was one of the first two starter fish for a new 5.5 gallon aquarium. The yellow fish wasn't really picked in the sense "OH OH I want that one...", but instead was supposedly required with the nice looking male fish so that, I assume, the male fish didn't go gay. The yellow fish, at purchase, was fat and ugly, in fact, some said "I hope it dies," but what they really meant deep down was, "that sure is an ugly fish." The yellowfish was supposedly big with child at purchase, but alas, maybe was just big with gas, or maybe she was a puffer gold, err yellow, fish...we will never know. What we do know is there is no next generation yellow fish, at least in the aquarium that became her final resting place.
The yellow fish was kind of a, for lack of a better word, bitch at the start. The yellow fish made it it's duty to eat the male fishes tail......oh...we did not like the yellow fish. But, as time went on, the yellow fish relaxed and became normal, and the male fish died. More fish came and went, an army of algae eaters were added to the tank and died mysteriously in days. A fish was canabalized over thanksgiving break, eaten to bits. No one really knows which fish attacked first, but what we do is that the fish with the skeleton wrapped around the filter actacked first. Who attacked back? We don't know, but we'll say it was the yellow fish. Oh, yes, the yellow fish saw a lot. She saw one snail turn into 317, she saw 3 fish deaths, 7 new additions, and she saw 317 snails turn into 1018.
The yellow fish's life went on, days turned into nights, and nights into weeks, and weeks into months, and months into weeks, and weeks back into nights, and nights back into days, and days back into 4:22 PM July 30, 2001, and now, the yellow fish ie died.
Should the yellow fish not have been flushed? Perhaps it should have been broken into pieces and fed back to her friends? Perhaps nature should have just taken it's course and she would have been devoured by the snail plague that has taken over. We will never know the yellow fishes last wishes for her burial, but what we do know, is that the yellow fish is dead, and, in this man's humble opinion, she wanted her quasi-final resting place to be in my counties water system.
So..in closing, let us have a moment of silence, for the yellow fish...
Thank you.
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