Two weeks after I released two dozen small goldfish into my pond, I noticed white spots of Ick (a fish parasite) on several of them. My fish expert friends assured me there was nothing I could do for them in a "wild" pond. Some ponds just aren't meant for fish.
I was so depressed by this news I didn't visit the pond and fish for a week. I didn't want to watch my fish dying. On Monday I steeled myself and followed Charlie to the pond.
Where I immediately saw a cluster of bright red-gold amid the cattails.
At least 10 fish survive, all plump, all noticeably larger than when released. None of them have Ick. They are healthily wary, keeping to the safety of the plants, keeping a distance between critters on the shore and themselves. They sink when birds fly overhead.
Perhaps my pond is a good place for fish. Now to get some waterlilies...
Thursday, September 13, 2007
The Fish Saga
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1 comment:
Yay, good for the fishies!
That's good news about the the pond itself too.
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