Another gruesome little tale from the Aquarium of Death.
I turned on the aquarium light early one morning last week and noticed there was a dead one floating at the top. These things happen. It must have died sometime in the night because it had already been about half eaten by its tank mates. So I yelled for Dave to come look (as you do) and then I hopped in the car to drop Dave off at the T station (ten minute round trip in the car, but a 15 minute walk, and at temperatures below freezing like they have been all week, it's just not that big a deal to take ten minutes out of my morning at 7 am to drop him off.) Lengthy backstory aside, what I'm trying to get across to you is that ten minutes elapsed, tops, between when I first noticed the deader and when I got back from dropping Dave off.
The fish had disappeared. I don't know if the other fish in the tank had a feeding frenzy or if they are always such efficient little cannibals (maybe it only died ten minutes before I noticed the body) or if they stashed the body somewhere in the fake plants to eat later like a lion with a gazelle carcass, but maybe I'm just not meant to be privy to all the secrets of the Tank of Doom.
Needless to say, they didn't get fed that day.
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After we gave one to the PandaBatWolf for her birthday, it became clear than aquariums are just an exercise in desensitizing one to death. All those fish do is keel over, and, as you point out, sometimes disappear. Ew.
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