I tell you that we are fish obsessed. A day after my last post DeeDee was acting so lethargic and Goldie was nudging her around the tank. I finally started getting my Google MD in Goldfish. Poor DeeDee caught ICH, a terrible parasitic disease. After nap on Friday I ran off to the pet store to buy her a cure. Goldie also has ICH but to a lesser degree. We treated the water and waited. My husband was worried because in treating the water you cannot use the charcoal filter in the tank and the treatment robs the water of oxygen, so for aeration he turned up the filter. He then went off to study for his MCSE booster tests and I went to bed. At around midnight I went down to drag my husband to bed and DeeDee was attached to the intake of the filter. Dead dead dead. What was I to do?
I thought of lying to the kids but I slept on it and Wildman in the morning asked where DeeDee was. I told him she had died. Wildman got all teared up and told me he had loved DeeDee. I told him that I did too but it was her time to go. Later in the morning Baby A asked about DeeDee but I am not sure he understood when I told him she had died. He kept telling me that DeeDee went home to her Mommy.
Now we have a new fish. DeeDee II. Will the drama ever stop.
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I am regular fish killing machine. Goldie died tonight too.
