Tonight when I went to feed the fish in the aquarium, I only counted two of the three platys that are supposed to be in the tank. I got the flashlight, looked all over the tank, looked behind the tank, didn't find him. Then I looked in the cabinet under the tank where the filter is.
Turns out he jumped out of the top of the tank, fell down the hole where the filter tubes go, and ended up in the cabinet below. He wasn't moving and looked pretty dead. No idea how long he was in there. So I picked him up intending to flush him.
But then he moved just a little. So I put him in a net, lowered him into the tank, and lo and behold, he swam away.
The other fish looked at me like, cried, and thanked me for my heroic lifesaving efforts.



So we got the fish tank up and running finally.

We went out and got a few more blue damsels and put them in. This time we took over an hour to acclimate them to the tank and slowly put some of the tank water into the bag before we scooped them out and into the tank.

Here's a couple of pics of the little guys. They only measure a couple of inches long. Supposedly you can only have one inch of fish per every 3 gallons of saltwater, so that limits us on how many we're going to get.

The one you see in the pics here seems to be the braver of the two. He likes to hang out at the bottom of the tank and does a lot more swimming around. The other guy seems to like to hide behind the filter bar at the top of the tank, though he will come out and swim around when I toss food in there.

So I think the plan is to keep them in there by themselves for about 4 weeks or so until the tank finishes cycling. Then maybe we'll get a few small clowns to keep them company. So far so good...
We went out and bought a fish tank last weekend. I've been spending the week trying to set it up. It's going to be a very small saltwater tank, and evidently we're only going to be able to put about half a dozen fish in it, but we like the tropical fish, so we decided to go with saltwater.
Here's the tank we bought before I put anything in it.

Even though it looks small for the area, it just barely fit inside the opening in the cabinet. Anyway, the first night we didn't have a bucket or a piece of tubing, so I had to fill the tank up one half gallon at a time. That was a huge pain and it took a while, but eventually we got it full. Then we dropped the artificial coral and stuff in there, hooked up the filter, and added the salt.

As you can see, I wasn't thinking there either. I had to readjust all the coral later using the tongs from our barbecue set. And I had to fish out a few suction cups that I dropped in there like a moron. In any event, once I got all that worked out I dumped in the "living" sand. I had to do that one half cup at a time since I could get the bag over the opening in the tank without spilling it everywhere. Not the most ideal way to work it, but it got done. Here are a few pics before all the sand settled in.


So then I had to shake off all the sand off the coral (dumb again) so I put the tongs back in and shook things around some more. And then the specific gravity was too high, so I had to pull some saltwater out and replace it with fresh water. That was a show. Getting the saltwater out with my tube and bucket was fine since I could put the bucket on the floor. But trying to get freshwater out of the bucket and into the tank was a nightmare. I had to try to hold the bucket up higher than the tank (since I couldn't set it on top of the bookcase because of the electrical wires) and suck on the tube and get the water into the tank. So there was a bunch of water on the floor.
So this is the current state:

Tomorrow I need to work out a few more salt issues and then I can test the pH and everything. I think the temperature is pretty good. I'm trying to keep it at 79 degrees. Saturday morning I guess we will buy about three fish and toss them in and see how they do.
Finally, here's a picture of the boat we bought for our window. Christy thinks it's too big, but I guess we'll see how it looks once I get it mounted. Trying to get the sails put on was a pain since neither of us know a damn thing about sailboats.
