Doing my yoga last night, I missed my goldfish. You see, our apartment is small enough that I have only one place I can do my yoga, which is in the walkway between the living room and computer/dining room/office which is where the fish tank is tucked in a corner next to the bathroom door. And, even there, when I lie down to do the final twists before Shavasana, I don’t have the room to extend my arms out fully, I must bend them at the elbows.
So, that is where I do my yoga, and I would watch my fish while I did my yoga and my fish would swim over to the side of the tank closest me and would watch. I’d talk to it and it would stay over on that side of the tank as long as I was doing my yoga.
Now, my goldfish is dead.
Goldfish have proven very difficult to take care of in a vertical tank. They’re fine up to a certain size and then are suddenly too big and problems begin.
Even with only one or two in a thirty gallon tank with an oxygen pump.
We grew goldfish big.
Now they are dead and gone and our five year time of living with goldfish is over, I guess.
We likely will replace with Angelfish but not right now. If we are going to be moving into the other apartment, then we don’t want to start a new tank yet.
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