Cursed be thee who screws with me.
And screwing with my fish is screwing with me. When I get home the first thing I do is check on my fish. I live with my sister and her fiancee'. Add a valium-deranged,morphine drenched witch(that was hard, mods!)of a mother-in-law to the mix and....
We got into a minor argument earlier
yesterday evening(w/mother-inlaw).I didn't think much of it at the time. Well,I walk in my room to find that it reeks of bleach! I look in my 90g to see my pleco(herbert)dead,along with my red O,Mike(foodbag)-also dead. I was extremely upset at this,but the clincher came when I looked in my 55g. My albino tiger O,Al(mooky boy),was dead as well. This guy was my pride and joy. I've had him since I began keeping fish,about 4 years. Im so heartbroken He was like my kid!!R.I.P
Had to compose myself for a second. Well,the wicked witch swears up and down that she didn't do it. But logical thinking tells me other wise... She was the only one home...
Now,it is a house divided.My sister broke down in tears,and she is in total agreement with me. She's arguing with her BF about it right now...And he can't stop defending his mom. I understand that,but this guy's pretty intelligent. What else could it have been??
Thanks for your support,and although it may be some time,please give me your ideas for a new setup.The only thing I can do now is move on....My interests run strongly in the SA/CA cichlid vein.
P.S.-The only fish that survived this massacre was my female GT, and the mollies and tetras in my planted tank. My only question is WHY??!