Goldfish Blues

Our household keeps goldfish. Well, at least my mum does. We have a rad cauldron full of fantails and comets and one mystery snail we call Gary (the mystery continues, we haven't been able to locate his slimy little self for days now!).

Every now and then one of the fish will die. For various reasons. It's never fun to find their lifeless, limp little bodies and the good lord knows I've buried a few fish in my time (no, I never flush them down the dunny - ew. Oh and RIP Inky, you were a rad little black boggley eyed pal for those 5 whole days you swam with our school). Mum maintains that in Feng Shui, when a goldfish dies it absorbs a whoosh of bad energy for the family, it takes the bullet for us so to speak, and dissolves the negative energy so we are saved from it. This is slightly worrying considering we had 9 fish and are now down to a solid six which we are hoping are going to swim the hard yards with us, and no more bad energy strikes.

Cauldron

However, one of the remaining six survivors has begun to have swimming and buoyancy issues. It keeps tipping upside down so that it's belly up, then it rights itself for a little, swims around then flips back over again. It's strange to watch. Now, as auspicious as it is when a fish dies, mum is determined to save this fish, Sharon*. 

Sharon's Diagnosis: Swim Bladder (who knows really). Cure: frozen pea. Yes, FROZEN PEA. Mum sits at the edge of the tank and breaks up a frozen pea and then feeds it to the sickun by literally popping the pea into its gob. And would you believe, it's actually worked! No more upside down swimming, so far so good.

Sharon the Sick Fish

So, all's well that ends well. Not only will Sharon survive, but its hilarious watching mum hand feed peas to the fish. She gets so much joy out of it, and we get so much mirth laughing at her. Excellent Chi!

Who you lookin at fool?

*Alternative names have been used to protect the privacy of the fish involved.