
Tropical Fish
When I was young my grandpa used to have a large tropical fish tank and used to spend hours watching the fish swmming around. The tank was natural looking with gravel rocks at the bottom and rock with nooks and crannies and lots of live plants. He had ‘kissing’gourami, black mollies, platti, lots of guppies. He was quite successful at breeding the fish as many types were livebearers.
Over the past 20 years I have had goldfish and a tropical fish tank. When we moved to our house in May last year we’ve have a 1 metre deep, large square goldfish pond that is free standing. We moved our large fan tail goldfish into it as well as a couple of small gold and black koi. I bought an eco filter that has kills algae and the fish have thrived and grown huge in this short space of time.
I left my old tropical fish tank back at the other house and B uses it for her tropicals. Instead I bought a 100 litre square tank and moved my fish over in a container along with my Clown Loaches favourite piece of wood. I had a pair of clowns, one had grown very large though she was the more gentle of the two and the smaller one much more bossy. They both slept inside the wood in a large cavity there. Recently when we were away for 5 days the smaller clown suddenly died. I returned home to tank chaos… it

Kuli Loach
was just awful. It was obvious that the clown had been dead for probably 3 or 4 days at least and other fish had died since and others were looking sick. It took several hours to clean out the tank and remove 3/4 of the water that was necessary to clean it sufficently. I lost quite a few of my Kuli Loaches. I had about 6 brown and 6 stripy ones. They are very funny fish and love hiding inside the wood particuarly in the small hollowed out branches and when food was put into the tank they’d all fight to get out through the same tiny hole. They spend quite a bit of their time hiding during the day but when food is in the tank spend several hours on the gravel at the bottom getting all the little scraps. They particularly like the ‘wafer’ food that sinks to the bottom and it is like an asp nest at the bottom with them all twisting around each other.
After I got my tank back to near normal except for the water which kept turning acidic no matter what I did to it I headed off to the tropical fish shop to buy a friend for my depressed remaining clown loach. She refused to eat and spent all of her time in her hollowed out log sleeping. Clown loach, by far, are my favourite fish. They actually have personalities, and, each is very different to each other. I ended up buying two small clowns to add in with her rather than one larger one. I figured that two youngesters may pull her out of her depression and get her to liven up. I also bought twenty new platti of different colours from bright orange, pale yellows, silver whites and black/greens. I only have two tetra left and one scissor tail.