londonbard: walking tabby cat, (Tyger) (send in the clowns)
I realised that Squidge, a mature clown-loach, was in difficulties at about noon yesterday. When I got her out I realised that she was dead. She must have died a few seconds before I saw something was wrong.

To cut a long story short there was a wipe-out in the living room aquarium.

I thought it must be sickness - I'm still not sure but so many died at once that it was almost certainly some sort of pollution.

I lost the clownloaches. Andrew used to be nervous of them when he was a young child, and he's about 24 now, so I had the shoal then. That would make the medium sized loaches probably around 20 years old minimum. I didn't think they were that old. They certainly outlasted the aquarium records. There were three medium and one very large (with Squidge being my favourite. Squidge had abnormal stripes, she was a fat female and the central stripe only went halfway down her body, but she had a large black spot over her stomach. It tended to hide just how well-fed she was.)

I managed to get Greyshadow out and it looked as though there was a chance - died about three hours later. Greyshadow was the most recent addition and my first thought when I saw that the clownloach were affected was that it must have carried a sickness and I couldn't have quarantined it for long enough.

The very largest clownloach is at least the length of my hand. He is still clinging to life but just alive. I am sure he will be dead by morning and I don't know anything else to do. There were also three small clownloaches, the triplets were about three inches long - and they were dead before I realised anything was wrong. (The triplets actually got almost two years quarentine! I got them just before the everlasting move was first announced. I was also offered a job that I had to turn down "because I was just about to move. They had settled into the bedroom aquarium and were only moved to the clownloach tank when I had to strip it in a hurry to put in the Malawis.)

I also lost the gold female angel and several swordtails.

Clownloaches in public aquaria have lived for 40 years or more. I had tried to make arrangements for mine, in case anything happened to me. (I loved those clownloaches.)

My first thought was sickness so I was faffing around with rubber gloves, etc. before I realised it was a wipe-out. I spent all yesterday trying to save them, with the Carnival roaring away in the background. (I haven't seen a wipeout for well over a decade and hoped I never would again.)

I was so swamped this month and missed the warnings - there should have been some if it was pollution - or if it was sickness, come to that. I had the filters out and cleaned too fast to spot if one was blocked.

When I woke up yesterday morning the first thing I saw was new parents with baby kribs in lower bedroom aquarium, right opposite my bed. I thought it was going to be such a good day. I think I was actually thinking that I may lose the gardens but at least I have the fish...

When I was desperately looking for an aquarium to hold the two clown-loach that I got out I realised that the second generation fairy cichlids also have new fry - which made it impossible to keep the loaches in there temporaily. The new parents would have attacked in perceived self-defence.


Having written and reread the above the cause was likely to be over-crowding.

ETA - all the clownloaches are now dead. 5.30 a.m. August Bank Holiday Monday.


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