Right after I got the tank, I picked up a cheap fish (that I assumed would die) and I named him Rookie. Fitting right?? Well Rookie was doing well and so I got a new fish, the "nemo" fish and I named him Cutler. (Cutler was a Rookie at the time, again pretty creative, right?)
Now Cutler is trying to kill himself. And I have a feeling he will not be with us when I get back from my trip to LA next week.
One time, when I was away, the tank was open and Cutler jumped out of the tank and fell all the way to the hard wood floors below. But he didn't die - Eric picked him up and put him back in the tank. For the past 6+ months, things have been going swimmingly. Hehe.
A few nights ago, I was on the phone with my mom freaking out because Cutler didn't show up for feeding time. I searched for the dead floating fish or the dead fish laying in the sand, but there was no Cutler...
Somehow, he jumped the plastic barrier and was trapped in the filter area. Barely enough room to turn around! If I hadn't found him soon... So I scooped him back into the regular part of the tank where he swam around for a while. Next day, I found him in the same place again!
I'm wondering if there is a fish wisperer that can talk some sense into this guy... The next part is where it gets worse. Notice just to the left of the area with the orange fish is an area that has little holes in it? Well that's where I found Cutler this morning. Barely alive... because the water is not deep there. Stupid fish. Back into the tank... The next time I found him, he was in the next compartment over to the left, which is where the pump is. Here is the shot from the side of the tank. You can see a peek of orange inside the skinny window that helps me monitor the correct water level, write by the "minimum" sign.