No more fish. I have had fish since I bought my first condo and moved out of my parents house. It started with a goldfish I won at a fair, in 2001 who I named Engima. Enigma lived until 2006, which was pretty amazing if you think about it.
After Enigma died, the hubs and I upgraded to two Zebra fish, two Tetras, and a Chinese Alge Eater. We lost a tetra a few weeks ago. And that sort of put me over the edge. I was done with fish. Now, I am not a cold blooded killer, so I gave the fish away to a friend with a bigger tank, and more time to take care of them. The hubs and I cleaned out the tank today. No more fish.
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