I spent tonight watching the fish. Earlier in this year long blog I mentioned (I think) the unexpected arrival of tiny live born your Tetra fish into the tank. We'd initiall bought 5 adult fish, 3 Tetra and 2 Bronze Cory's which Julie adores. That gave a total of 6 adults. 1 adult Tetra died but then 9 baby tetra arrived one weekend, no bigger than a grain of rice. One, maybe two of those must have died as we now have 11 adult Tetra and 2 Cory in the tank. The chap at the aquarium shop advised us to buy a huge tank to accommodate all this fish based expansion. But with one thing and another the old tank remains a permanent des-res for these piscean chaps. They seem very happy and they're great fun. The 2 Cory's, being bottom feeding, bomb about the bottom hoovering up sweetmeats from amongst the gravel, or occasionally propelling themselves to the water surface and back for no apparent reason. The Tetra have now established a pecking order. A dominant male (mid image) guards his female, usually by the bridge. Should any usurper male hove into view he chases it off with an astonishing speed and calm is restored, before it all begins again. Read any learned book and fish are supposed to have a memory lasting seconds. Well let me tell you if I go so much as withing six inches of the food container, the Tetra congregate in a seething gannet like mass at the top of the water, expectant of a morsel or two. They remember that much hours later at least. Julie is really the fish lover, but I have to say I'm enjoying them almost as much now. Better than watching television any day.
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