tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29111830.post4992628205714250592..comments2023-10-18T09:49:05.749-06:00Comments on Being the Urban Koda: How to kill your kid's fish...Urban Kodahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01327437055164051853noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29111830.post-35706952981261623282008-01-08T22:17:00.000-07:002008-01-08T22:17:00.000-07:00Thanks pr0le - now I feel even better about myself...Thanks pr0le - now I feel even better about myself... <BR/><BR/>Ron & Jessica, this was one of those white beta's... It was actually Monkey the second, since the first one passed a month or two back. The white ones just don't seem as resilient as the others. We had a blue one for several years in the past, the white guys haven't made it past 3 months<BR/><BR/>Morgan - Well... We tried that with Monkey I, except we didn't remove the evidence in time. Lily actually took the whole thing quite well. I worry about my girls... If I ever take the kids hunting, I think my son will likely break down and cry and the girls will have their knives drawn and ready to butcher the deer before I get there - Interesting little people!Urban Kodahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01327437055164051853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29111830.post-12628402295765139882008-01-08T19:22:00.000-07:002008-01-08T19:22:00.000-07:00My mum would have not told me and bought a new fis...My mum would have not told me and bought a new fish, exactly the same - this is why I thought Tweety the goldfish should have been in a museum, he was a VERY old fish (I thought).Ms Brown Mousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06128283343279442537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29111830.post-36098452018452723512008-01-08T18:13:00.000-07:002008-01-08T18:13:00.000-07:00Your inspiring story reminded me of my fish Jackie...Your inspiring story reminded me of my fish Jackie. he was a Beta and I also had a little white one named Chris. Anyway he's a beta and tropical so I got a tank heater. Well it malfunctioned and we didn't catch it until their tank was up to 84. Needless to say they were lifeless. We wrote off Chris immediately but Jackie was holding on. We put him in a cup of room temperature water and just kept swirling it over his gills. Unfortunately I had to go to work and when I got home my beloved Jackie was dead. I guess there won't be a Fish Hour II.Mostly Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00035226546186681273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29111830.post-51544996315773931292008-01-08T17:43:00.000-07:002008-01-08T17:43:00.000-07:00Umm, that's kind of a f-ked up story, man. And I ...Umm, that's kind of a f-ked up story, man. And I thought I was a bad pet owner because I only walk my dogs every other day...jebrohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09507256910921937780noreply@blogger.com