What Is your craziest Loach Story
Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 11:55 pm
Ill start off, mine would probably be the case of the missing dojo. before i start, the moral of the story is to always check your sand/substrate
one day, i was doing a water change when i realized i had left something cooking, as i ran downstairs, i completely forgot about the water change. while i was waiting for the smoke to clear (pasta had burned) i decided to check on the fish tank. as i went up, i heard the noise of the filter running dry, so i ran up stairs and saw that all the water was gone from the tank and the fishes were flopping around. i immediately set to work filling it up again. as soon as i got it filled enough, i took a head count only to find i was a dojo short, panicked i looked around the tank and on the floor in front of the tank. i looked in my gravel cleaner which i was using to siphon the water out the window (2 stories) and realized that the protective screen was gone, so i ran downstairs and looked around below becoming even more panicked, after about an hour i gave up. dismayed, i returned to the fish tank and saw a flash of gold. with a glimmer of hope, i saw that indeed, the loach had just buried himself in the sand. to this day i don't know how i missed him because i had combed through the sand.
one day, i was doing a water change when i realized i had left something cooking, as i ran downstairs, i completely forgot about the water change. while i was waiting for the smoke to clear (pasta had burned) i decided to check on the fish tank. as i went up, i heard the noise of the filter running dry, so i ran up stairs and saw that all the water was gone from the tank and the fishes were flopping around. i immediately set to work filling it up again. as soon as i got it filled enough, i took a head count only to find i was a dojo short, panicked i looked around the tank and on the floor in front of the tank. i looked in my gravel cleaner which i was using to siphon the water out the window (2 stories) and realized that the protective screen was gone, so i ran downstairs and looked around below becoming even more panicked, after about an hour i gave up. dismayed, i returned to the fish tank and saw a flash of gold. with a glimmer of hope, i saw that indeed, the loach had just buried himself in the sand. to this day i don't know how i missed him because i had combed through the sand.