Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Not Meant To Be

Apparently, I am not meant to own fish.

Once again, my fish have died. I went to bed last night with three healthy black mollies swimming happily around in their tank. I woke up this morning and they were all dead. I have no idea why. The water temperature and chemical balance is correct. The tank is clean. They were properly fed. Everything seemed perfectly fine. What happened during the night is a complete mystery to me. I just don’t get it.

i CAN do a lot of things but this is one thing I can’t do. I’m not even going to try anymore. I don’t want to buy any more fish and watch them die. It upsets me too much. I think it’s best that I stick to cats and someday, when I’ve got my own place again, I’ll get myself a puppy, too. I’m very good at giving cats and dogs long, healthy lives. Fish are just beyond my comprehension.

At least I didn’t have these fish long enough to get too attached to them. I’m still sad about losing them, just not as devastated and upset as I was after losing Olie. I hadn’t even given them names yet. I think I was afraid to let myself get too involved with them for this very reason. Anyway, it’s time to move on. Some things just aren’t meant to be.

 

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