Oscar's fish tank sprung a leak and we found ourselves setting up a new tank and moving an almost foot long fish at midnight on Thursday night.
Actually that's part of the reason I didn't get a post up for you on Friday, I was just too tired for blogging and because I'd already said I may not always get posts up on Friday I figured that was okay.
The last time we moved Oscar he was only about 2 inches long. To move him this time we needed to catch him. He's a big boy and it's not that easy to gently move a big fish that doesn't want to be moved. He's super fast too.
The first thing we did was drop the water level and set up his temporary lodgings, we used the water from his current tank to fill the smaller tank.
This meant Oscar had a lot less water to swim around in and he couldn't do any crazy vertical manoeuvres to avoid us.
The first time we got him in a container he thrashed around and jumped out. The second time he was a bit more tired and we did everything slower. He didn't struggle until we had a lid on the container and it was halfway to the new tank.
Despite his attempts to escape we got him into the emergency tank without incident. I can tell you two feet never felt so far!
Oscar was none to impressed with the relocation to a smaller tank but there was nothing else to be done and we managed not to flood our house overnight. For reference, his big tank is bigger then the average bathtub. I didn't stop to take photos, it was already well past our bed time when we found the leak. These are old photos from last year, I'm sure his gotten bigger since then.
However, what that whole process meant was that I had to find a suitable container for the relocation in the first place.
The best container for the job had to be big enough to fit Oscar but small enough to fit out the sections at the top of his tank without tipping the container on it's sides. The only container we had that fit that description was full of yarn and stuff.
Let me ask you what would you do at midnight with a heap of crafty things that had to be emptied somewhere in a hurry?
Well what I did was tip it onto the cutting table, my cutting table that was already covered in sewing project stuff. Maybe not the smartest thing I've ever done, but at midnight I really didn't care.
Luckily, the cats didn't destroy any of it, the container is finally clean and dry and all the goodies are ready to go back in.
Yes, that's the box right there. He only just fit in. Poor Oscar he didn't like being moved and I don't blame him one bit.