PART 10: THE TEAM GROWS BIGGER!

Just a day after the platy-babies came to this world, a question flashed in my mind. What about the other pregnant female platy? I was pretty sure that it was almost on the verge of giving birth to its babies. But, I was not sure about the date and the time. And, I did not want to take any risk. I thought, however, it was too much of work to compose a separate container again for this to-be platy-mom and its babies. For the sake of optimization and efficiency, I wanted to compose an arrangement inside the fishbowl itself. It offered a couple of advantages. I had less work to do; I did not have to stress the to-be mom by transferring it from the fishbowl. Since I was not sure after how many days exactly the babies are going to arrive, I did not want to confine the to-be mom to a smaller container. That would stress the fish and was not good for the unborn babies either. With the baby-safe arrangement done inside the fishbowl, I did not have to worry anymore about how many more days the to-be mom was going to take to deliver the babies. The baby-safe composition was in place to provide safety to the babies whenever they arrived. This method has one disadvantage. In this arrangement, separating the babies from the mom and other adults was going to be a bigger and more complex task. I thought, let that be the case. The advantages were big enough to make that disadvantage look so small. And, I thought, working for results was not better than working for results after actually obtaining the results! So, I wanted to put in hard work after seeing the babies.

Over that afternoon, when I came home for my lunch, I just rushed to the fishbowl and noticed that the swollen belly of the pregnant Wagtail platy had gone flat. It was the time to look for the babies. I took a closer look and could spot a few little creatures hidden in the bushy artificial plants. I wanted to forego my lunch and get into business. I brought a bucket of water. I transferred all the 10 adult fishes from the fishbowl to the bucket. I did not disturb the baby-safe arrangement anyway and took about 70% of the water out. I ensured that I did not take out any platy-baby with water. After decreasing the water-level considerably in the fishbowl, I started dismantling the baby-safe infrastructure. Once I was done, I had only a little water and the new-born platy babies in the fishbowl. It was time to transfer the babies to the container that already housed 20+ 1-day-old babies. I transferred the new-born babies along with that little water to a plastic container. Then, with the help of a tea-cup I transferred them into the platy-baby container (Nursery). I wanted to do the transfer in two stages to avoid passing the mess and dirt from the fishbowl to the nursery. I got a chance to count the babies while I did the transfer in batches. There were about 30+ babies from this mom! So, I got 50+ platy-babies in my nursery. Then, I restored the fishbowl and transferred back the 10 adults into it.

That nursery was a bare-bottom 4-Litre glass jar. I liked that better without any gravel and decoration. I was in a position to clearly see how each of the babies did. The new batch of babies did not take much time to get trained with their food. I kept the babies on finely crushed dry fish-food for about a couple of weeks. Then after some reading, research and experimentation, I formulated a new kind of fish food for the babies. I shall discuss about my fish-food formulation and experimentation in another section. I was so happy and contended to get 50+ platy babies. I knew that not all of them were going to survive. That was natural. Not all fish-babies do survive in the nature (wild). On a closer examination, I realized that some of the babies had deformities. And, those were the ones that were probably not going to stay long. To give the babies their best chance of survival, I changed up to 50% of the water and fed them thrice every day. With the nursery in place, I had to maintain three homes that housed my fishes - The goldfish bowl, the platy bowl and the nursery! That was a little too much work to do on a regular basis. But, my keen interest in my hobby could keep me away from getting tired of the chore. After all my adult platies died, I was careful not to use untreated tap-water, strait from the tap, in my goldfish bowl and baby-fish nursery. I followed a simple method. I brought a new 16-Litre bucket and stored tap-water in that for a span of 48 hours before using that in my goldfish bowl. However, I did not use that water directly in the nursery. 

I disinfected, thoroughly cleaned and restored the fishbowl that had accommodated the adult platies. I used this fishbowl as a little water-processing and stabilizing unit. This is how it worked. To initialize the unit, I filled that with water that had stayed for more than 48 hours in the bucket. Then, I added a little bit of relatively clean water from the nursery to the water in the stabilizing unit. After keeping the water in that unit for more than 24 hours, I added once again a little bit of relatively clean water from the nursery to the water in the stabilizing unit. Then, I took the required volume of water from the unit to use in my nursery. And, then, took the same volume of water (kept for more than 48 hours) from the bucket and added that to the water in the stabilizing unit. I continued this cycle to reduce the variance in water quality. Life went on fine for me and the platy-babies. But, there were couple of interesting events awaiting us NEXT!

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PART 9: THE NEXT GENERATION ARRIVES!

The paradise was lost! But, it was not over. Nature was on my side. Two females out of my 4 Wagtail platies were pregnant when I brought them home. Their pregnancy was in an advanced stage. I was so curious to see the babies. It was an evening one month before the unfortunate happened to all my platies. I was at my study table. It was so refreshing to look intermittently at the fishbowl that housed my platies. The fishbowl, along with the fishbowl that housed my goldfishes, was placed on my table. Every time I looked at the fishbowl, a question flashed in my mind. When were the platy moms going to deliver their babies? I was so curious. I had never seen any fish giving birth to a baby-fish. I was kind of restless to witness that event. I was eagerly waiting for that special moment. I knew that it was really difficult to ascertain exactly when (date and time) the platy moms were going to deliver their babies. After some reading on the subject, I felt that the moment and the event were too far away. That made me still more restless and curious. I was not exactly looking at the fishbowl and suddenly, I felt as if something was dropped by a platy. I took a closer look and saw that it was a baby-platy delivered. Surprized and thrilled, I shouted aloud to inform my wife that one of our platies had delivered a baby. But, I did not know which one out of those two moms delivered that baby. Because, I did not see the baby coming out of its mother’s belly. The baby-platy tried to swim away and hide itself. However it was not quick enough to escape the jaws of the other platies that really liked a baby-platy snack. And, that unfortunate event happened and the baby vanished into the world of lost.

It was a real challenge. I did not have much time. I had two urgent tasks to do. I had to identify the mom that delivered the baby and to take that mom to a separate container where it would deliver its babies. A platy-mom usually gives birth to 5 to 35 babies in one go. She does that within a span of an hour or a couple of hours. I took a break from my book. And, I watched really carefully the two platy-moms. After about 5 minutes, I thought I had identified the one that delivered the baby. That one behaved a little differently and was restless. And, its birth canal was slightly more swollen compared to that of the other pregnant one. With the identification done, I had two more challenging tasks to perform. First, I needed to setup a separate container where the platy-mom was going to deliver its babies. Second, I was required to take that platy-mom out of the fishbowl as carefully and gently as possible. Pregnant platies get stresses so easily if an attempt is made to catch them and transport them to another place or container. When stressed, a pregnant platy may abort its babies. And, one in the process of delivering babies has a greater chance of getting stresses to death if appropriate care is not taken to catch and transport it. Many aquarists use a Breeder-Box (Breeding Box) to house a pregnant mom that is about to give birth to its babies. However, it is difficult to predict the exact date and time of delivery. So, usually, a pregnant platy-mom spends a couple of days in a Breeder-Box before it delivers it babies. Platies have a tendency to eat their own babies if the babies are not transferred to a separate container immediately after their birth. Breeder-Box, however, is stressful for a pregnant-platy. And, it was not a choice, of course, when it was about a fishbowl and not a fish-tank.

Quickly, I started working on preparing the container. It was a 4-Litre glass-jar. I used white aquarium pebbles (gravels) and a few artificial aquarium plants to design an arrangement. In that arrangement, there was a dedicated space for the platy-mom. There was a barrier that would not allow the mom to move to other areas in that container. The barrier however had tiny openings to allow the babies to escape through from the mom’s space to their hiding space. Their hiding space was built with pebbles and bushy artificial aquarium plants. Platy babies, just after their birth, are able to swim, hide themselves and move away from predators. That is the kind of inbuilt programming the platy-babies (Platy Fry!) are born with. It was about 12:00 AM and I was done with composing the container. Carefully, I transferred the platy-mom from the fishbowl to the composed container. It was stressed to an extent and was restless. I left some food for it in the container so that it would eat that when it would be hungry after giving birth to its babies. In that way, it would be less likely to eat the babies to satisfy its hunger. It was too late for me to wait for the event that was going to span over a couple of hours. My daughter Aditi found it all very interesting and expressed her reluctance to go to bed. I switched off the lights and went to bed. Aditi, too, fell asleep. I got up early and rushed to the container that housed the platy-mom.

The first thing I noticed was the swollen belly of the mom had gone flat. That indicated that it had released (delivered) its babies. Then I spotted a tiny platy-baby. I saw a few more hiding themselves in the bushy artificial plants and the pebbles. So, it was time to separate the mom and the babies. Carefully, again, I transferred the mom back to the fishbowl. I let the babies stay in that arrangement for a few more hours. Then, I took out the pebbles and plants out of the container. I was in a position to take a count. There were, believe it or not, more than 20 platy babies. They looked like tiny transparent pink mosquitos with relatively big pair of eyes! I was so excited to see the babies. Those babies were almost identical. Appearance wise, they had really minute variations which were apparent upon close verification. I served the babies some finely crushed fish-food. They took some time to identify that as food. Once they did so, they got started happily with their first meal. I changed the water partially to get rid of the small amount of mess created by the mom. Let me tell you, changing water was so huge a challenge. There was always a risk of losing a few babies with the outgoing water. I came up with a method. I used a thin transparent flexible hose to induce an outflow. And, I kept a close watch on the receiving end of the hose. If I noticed a baby sucked into the hose, I was ready to close the other end of the hose with my fingertip to stop the flow! And, then, I transferred the baby back to the container. In addition to this mechanism, I added one more layer of safety. I collected the water from the hose in a clean bucket. After the collection was over, each time, I used to check the water in the bucket for presence of platy-babies. In case I found one, I used to transfer that back to the container using a tea-cup. I had the choice of putting a fine net on the receiving end of the hose. But, I thought, that would be ineffective in cleaning the mess created by the babies. Well, it all went on fine and the babies did quite well in their new home. There was something interesting going to happen NEXT!

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PART 8: PARADISE LOST!

The platies got their own home. And, the goldfishes did not have to share their home with anyone else! That very fact was a source of happiness for the goldfishes and the fishes that did not have to share their space with the goldfishes! The new fishbowl looked really good with so many beautiful and playful fishes in it. I kept spending a long time everyday watching the platies in their new home. The 15-Litre fishbowl was in no way big enough for 10 platies. Water in that bowl became dirty sooner than later. That required me to change the water once in every two days. To do absolute justice to the water quality in my platy-bowl, I continued to change about 90% of the water during each round of water change. My intention was to keep the bowl absolutely clean. My idea was simple. I thought, if the water looked really clean, the bowl was truly clean and comfortable for its inhabitants. And, it was not easy on my part to change the water so frequently. In an ideal case, an aquarist spends more time watching and enjoying its aquarium and fishes than cleaning the aquarium and changing the water. Despite the discomfort resulting from that routine, I continued changing the water that frequently. After the death of all of my mollies, I did not want to take any chance and leave any room for error. I was absolutely determined to provide the best possible environment to my fishes.

However, unfortunately, I was continuing to commit multiple serious mistakes. First, I had overstocked the fishbowl. 10 platies are a way bigger population than what was ideal for a fishbowl of that size. 4 could have been a good number. Well, I was the author of the problem! Second, I used untreated tap water in my fishbowl. That was very dangerous for the fishes. Most municipalities or local water companies add chemicals to the water to make it safe to drink (e.g., chlorine or chloramine to kill bacteria)! Chlorine and chloramine are two dangerous substances for fishes. Third, changing water too frequently was really very stressful for the fishes. Stressed fishes fall sick very easily. Fourth, during a water change, ideally not more than 30% of water is changed. And, I was doing 90% for the sake of cleanliness! On top of all these flaws, there was another serious mistake.  The fishbowl was not “cycled” before the platies got it as their new home. Let me tell you what is “cycling” in this context.

Fishes, like all living creatures, produce waste products (pee and poo). These nitrogenous waste products break down into Ammonia (NH3). Ammonia is highly toxic to most fishes. In nature, the volume of water per fish is extremely high and waste products, and the resultant Ammonia, become diluted to low concentrations. In aquariums and fishbowls, that is not the case. It can take as little as a few hours for ammonia concentrations to reach toxic levels enough to kill fishes. The nitrification 'cycle' is the biological process that converts ammonia into other relatively harmless nitrogen compounds. Fortunately, several species of bacteria do this conversion for us. Some species convert ammonia (NH3) to nitrite (NO2-), while others convert nitrite to nitrate (NO3-). Thus, cycling the tank refers to the process of establishing bacterial colonies in the aquarium or fishbowl that convert ammonia into nitrite, and nitrite into nitrate. The fish waste contains the ammonia on which the bacteria live. Usually a couple of hardy fishes are used to cycle a tank or fishbowl. A 100% (well, close to 100%) change of water, in case of a fishbowl without a filter and decorations, takes the helpful bacteria out the bowl in question. Without the bacteria, the automatic (natural) water treatment (purification) stops. That big a water change also leads to a great variation in the water temperature. And, that is not good for the fishes.

Eventually, the combined result of all these above mentioned mistakes took its toll on the fishes. My fishbowl got infested with a highly contagious parasitic infestation caused by the protozoan Ichthyophthirius Multifillis (Fish louse with many children). This is popularly known as the White Spot Disease | Ich | Ick. Although the disease is the equivalent of a skin infection, Ich can easily be fatal to a fish stressed by poor diet or habitat. And, it was! I tried to treat my fishes with Methylene Blue and Aquarium Salt. But, I was not so skilled and effective in executing the treatment. The treatment failed. The platies started falling flat one after another. One of the female Micky Mouse platies was pregnant. Before leaving for ever, it gave birth to a few babies that were not yet ready to come to this world. Those did not survive, either. The dark veil of death covered the fishbowl. It was really so painful a scene to witness. I was too powerless to take control of what was happening. Within a span of 36 hours, 9 out of 10 fishes died. The only one that remained was a relatively young Red Wagtail platy. It was the one least affected in the pack. I tried treating that one with Aquarium Salt, before transferring it to the quarantine tank. I was not sure whether the dose was wrong or the procedure was wrong. When I initiated the treatment it reacted as if it came in contact with high-voltage electricity. In less than 3 seconds, I could take it to a container filled with plain water. It just fell into the water like a stone. There were no signs of life in its body. After a few seconds, it woke up to swim a bit for a second in a strange fashion and fell to the bottom of the container. I was surprised and thought that was the end of it. It woke up again to swim a bit in that strange fashion. I was hopeful this time. Finally, it really recovered and started swimming normally. I thought, at last, at least one of them survived the death storm. I was wrong, unfortunately. I found that platy dead after a couple of hours. I still feel guilty. I think, probably, my wrong treatment killed that poor fish. That’s how I lost all my platies. However, there was something really interesting that was going to happen NEXT!

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PART 7: NEW MEMBERS ARRIVE!

I brought home 6 platies. I have a reason to like platies so much. Platies truly reflect and demonstrate all the magnificent colours of life. If you have platies in your aquarium, you easily get to see, birth, death, love, fight, passion, play, feast and more. Platies are live-bearers. They give birth to babies! A new generation comes into being. The babies grow to become adults and give birth to a new generation, if everything goes fine. That's a wonderful cycle to watch. Platies are playful and very active. So, they entertain the aquarist really well. They adapt to so many kinds of food. So, it is easy to feed them and keep them healthy. Adult platies make love so often. Male takes the initiative and tries to persuade the female into the act. He does not give up so easily and demonstrates absolute determination. Males fight over females. Platies are fierce fighters. However, generally, they are peaceful animals. As far as my knowledge goes, I know of no other aquarium fish that is available in so many colour-varieties. And, platies of different colours interbreed so easily. That leads to yet more colour-varieties and patterns. So, there is always an element of surprize when it comes to the coloration and pattern of the next generation! And, platies are not extremely delicate. They are relatively hardy. And, I really like that aspect about them. Unlike a goldfish, a platy is not really a huge fish for a 15-Liter fishbowl!

It was quite natural on my part to choose platies over other fishes. However, there was a difficulty. I visited a couple of Aquarium Shops and did not find platies. But, I was determined not to get back home without buying platies that evening. Eventually, I arrived at a store that had platies. Those were the famous Micky Mouse platies (Pink and Black). I was actually looking for Red Wagtail platies. I was disappointed but wanted to bring home a few of those platies that evening. And, I thought, 6 would be a good number. So, I requested the store-owner to get me 2 males and 4 females. That was approximately a good male-female ratio. However, the ideal composition would be 2 males for 6 females, in case of platies. However, I thought, 8 of those would be too big a number to start a new fishbowl with. Actually, 2 is the ideal number to start a new fishbowl of that size (15 Litres). But, I was reluctant to start with that small a number of fishes. I thought, with only two fishes, the fishbowl would look almost empty (no fish?)!

Based on my request, 6 Micky Mouse platies (2 males and 4 females) were packed for transportation. One female, out of those, I noticed was not a Micky Mouse platy. That was a plain Red platy and was bigger than the rest five. I was in a hurry and liked the red colour of that female. So, I brought home what was packed for me. Eventually, I came to know that the bigger female was not actually a Platy! It was a Swordtail! Swordtails are usually bigger than platies and are more aggressive. However, it is sometimes really difficult to distinguish between an adult female platy and a not-so-big female Swordtail. Well, I was not very happy about that mistake. The real composition was like this: 2 small male Mickey Mouse platies, 3 small female Mickey Mouse platies and a female Swordtail. That was truly a bad gender composition (ratio). Platies and swordtails may interbreed, sometimes. I wanted to rectify the error. I had two choices: 1. Reducing the male population 2. Increasing the female population. I wanted to go with the more challenging option. It was challenging, indeed. Because, a bigger population was going to result in a need for more maintenance, more frequent water changes and quick deterioration of water quality. I thought, everything was fair in love and war. I loved enjoying a fishbowl full of colourful and playful fishes. And, I was ready (well, almost ready) to pay the price!

After reaching home, I prepared the new fishbowl quickly for the new members of the league. I did not have many ornaments, plants and decorations in that new fishbowl. It was filled with untreated tap water fresh from my bathroom tap. Without much delay, I released the fishes into the bowl. The fishes were a little restless in their new home and in a new type of water. After a few hours, I got them their first meal at my home. Based on my decision to change the male-female ratio by adding more fishes, I went shopping over the weekend. I brought 3 females (2 Red Wagtail, 1 Orange | Sunburst Wagtail) and a young and strong male (Red Wagtail with black dots on its body) platy. The journey from the store to my home was long for these four platies. Two of the females were pregnant when I brought them home. I released those four into the platy bowl. The new members were a bit restless in their new home and the existing inhabitants were, also, a little restless to see new members in their home. These new platies were bigger than the Micky Mouse platies. The Swordtail was the longest among all. So, it was a new 10 member team to run the show! The story was going to take an interesting turn NEXT!

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PART 6: DISASTER STRIKES!

The water in the fishbowl was slightly cloudy and smelly. It was time for a water change. I just wanted to postpone that by a day. My intention was to observe how the fishes reacted when the water quality was bad. I wanted to check the threshold (How far the fishes can survive the bad water quality). One of my friends had a fishbowl that accommodated two not-so-small goldfishes. He changed the water once a week! A week was too long, I thought. I wanted to check (through experimentation) if it was fine to change the water in my fishbowl once in every three days. I always think, sustainability is the key. The frequency at which I changed the water was not sustainable, I believed. I wanted to make the routine a little lighter on me (and on the fishes as well). Changing the water was always a stressful experience for my fishes. And, there is another truth about it. The smaller the aquarium | tank | bowl, the more you have to do to maintain it. That is why, it is always better to go for the biggest tank possible.

So, that day, I skipped changing the water. It was a Saturday. I, along with my wife and daughter, went shopping. We were back at home by 4:00 PM. I have a habit of just watching my fishes. I especially take a closer look when I reach home after staying away from home for a couple of hours or more. That day, after reaching home, I took a look at the fishbowl and noticed a dead molly! I was worried and felt guilty. I took the dead fish out and examined it to ascertain (guess) the probable cause of its death. I thought, three factors were responsible for its death: Bad Water Quality, Malnutrition and Stress. Goldfishes, in general, are messy. So, with goldfishes in the bowl, the water quality deteriorated really rapidly. Mollies, in general, really do not do great in that bad quality of water. When I fed my fishes, goldfishes, with their big mouths, used to just grab pieces of food and devour. Sometimes, mollies were left with no food to eat. Those mollies were really smaller in size compared to the goldfishes. So, the former could not overpower the later to snatch some food, most of the time. Frequent water changes were really stressful for the mollies. Fishes fall sick, and even die of diseases, when stressed.

I thought, it was not too late and decided to buy another fishbowl to accommodate the mollies exclusively. I brought a 15-litre fishbowl for the purpose. However, I thought, just 3 mollies would not be a good enough population for that bowl. I decided to get a couple of male black mollies. The three I had were females. Surprisingly, even after visiting three aquarium (fish) shops, I did not find male mollies. They said that it was out of stock. Then, after some reading and wondering, I thought of getting a few Platies, instead. I brought home 6 platies. One of the remaining mollies suffered from Dropsy and died shortly afterwards. I moved the remaining two mollies to a quarantine-tank to isolate them from the goldfishes. Those two mollies did not survive long and died one after another within the next few days. That’s how I lost all my mollies! I was left with just two goldfishes. I did not want to lose any of those. But, the story was not going to be over with the death of all the molies. More deaths were there on the card NEXT!

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PART 5: AN AQUARIUM COMES HOME!

A few weeks before Pinto met its unfortunate end, I got engulfed by an intense desire to start a fresh-water aquarium, again. I could not just wait till we visited an aquarium shop. On one fine morning, we (my daughter, wife and I) happened to arrive at the aquarium shop even before it opened and started its business on that day! Fortunately, I met an employee (a very young fellow) of that shop and came to know that the owner of the shop was going to arrive in half an hour. I wanted to utilize that time talking to that employee of the shop. It was really interesting. I asked questions about the varieties of fishes they sold, types of aquariums, fish food, prices, fish care. The guy answered all my questions very politely and in a professional manner. After a short while, the owner of the aquarium showed up. He was a young, calm and polite person. He opened the shop and in less than ten minutes, he welcomed us to the inside of his shop. It was just brilliant. The shop was not huge. But, it was clean and well decorated with various types of aquariums and fishes. My daughter and wife were thrilled to see so many beautiful fishes around. After spending some time there, I learnt that a fifteen-liter glass bowl was my only and the best choice. This was because, I wanted an aquarium on my study table and no other type did match the requirement specifications (size and weight)! I really did not realize, then, that a fishbowl was not a good home for fishes. However, I was warned by the employee of the shop. But, I hardly had another choice.

We got done with choosing our fishbowl, gravel and other accessories. Finally, it was the time for selecting our fishes. Usually, childhood memories do influence adulthood decision-making! The first aquarium I got a chance to take a closer look at, in my life, belonged to Nayan Chaachaa, one of my father's friends. He had, in his aquarium, a few Black Mollies, Red Mollies and few other varieties. Then, so many years back, I really liked the Black Mollies in his aquarium. Back at the aquarium shop, I wanted to buy a couple of of Black Mollies. Then, I checked with my wife about her choice of fish. And, of course, she wanted a couple of Goldfishes in our fishbowl. You know, pictures of fishbowls housing Goldfishes are so common! So, her choice did not surprise me. We ended up buying four Black Mollies and two Goldfishes. Later, much later, I realized that the fish population I bought was really huge for my 15 Liter fishbowl! We reached home as quickly as possible. I installed the fishbowl, cleaned the gravel, did the electric (lighting) connections. Once the fishbowl was ready, filled with untreated tap water, I released the fishes into it. Here is a word of caution. Never ever use untreated tap water in your aquarium. I did not realize the potential danger then. However, many aquarium and fish-keeping books have warned about using untreated tap water. However, I was keen on experimenting with tap water. My bad! No damage was done and life went on. May be, I was just lucky! I tried my best to provide the best quality (clean, at least) of water and food to my fishes. Goldfishes are usually messy. They eat a lot and polluted the water so quickly. I realized that it was a bad decision to house Mollies with Goldfishes. I got into the routine of changing 75% of water on every alternative day. However, something unfortunate was going to happen NEXT!

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